Jughead Jones x Reader //-\ON HOLD\\-/

Sick

I woke up and looked over to Jughead sleeping. I smiled to myself before getting up and going down stairs to get some water. I felt someone come up to me and put their hands on my waist. Oh Jughead. I thought to myself. He placed little kisses on my neck and whispered a 'Good Morning' in my ear. I turned around and kissed him and said Good Morning back. He moved my glass and set me on the counter kissing me once more. He licked my lip asking for an entrance to my mouth. I moaned softly into the kiss as he bit my bottom lip. "J-Jug, please n-not now." I stuttered. He kissed me one last time and rested his forehead on mine. "How did you sleep?" I ask locking eyes. "Good until the love of my life wasn't next to me." He smirked. "Your so cheesy Jonsey." I laughed. "You know you love it." "I do but what's your point?" I reasoned. "So your in a different kind of mood today." I say acting like a doctor. "Yeah I'm on some kind of drug." He says rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh! What's this drug called?" I question. "It's called love." He said picking me up. Suddenly I felt something in my stomach. I ran upstairs and kneeled by the toilet. I heard Jughead running after me. He burst through the door and came over to me. He held my hair and rubbed my back. "Are you okay." He said in a soft tone. I nodded my head in response. He helped me get up and go to our bed. He went down stairs and got a pan with some water. He made me soup and laid with me. He played with my hair and rubbed my back here and there. We watched Netflix and cuddled. "Thank you for taking care of me." I said weakly. "I will take of you for the rest of your life." He responded as he kissed me head. I walked over to the dresser and put on a pair of black high-rise PJ shorts with a black crop top that read 'Poison'. I slipped back in bed resting my head on Jugs chest. I made little shapes on his stomach, I could hear his heart beat get faster as I do that. I giggled slightly then I pulled up to his face. I played with his hair, he closed his eyes but then I yelled with my voice almost gone 'hEy StAy AwAkE yOu HaVe To TaKe CaRe Of mE!' He opened his eyes and just smiled at me. "Your a smilin' fool Jones." I laughed. "Your a beautiful fool L/n." He said laughing back.

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