I'm just a fling, remember?

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This is how I wanted the flashback-episode to go, but with bughead instead of falice:)
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"Unbelievable" Betty murmurs, eyes filling with tears in the school bathrooms. "God damn it!" she whisper-yells, throwing the stick she'd just pee'd on against the wall.

"Betty? Are you okay?" Veronica asks, opening the door slightly to loom at her with concerned eyes.

Betty wipes under her eyes with her fingers and gets up and off the toilet. In that moment, as she heads out of her stall and looks herself in the mirror, the leather on her back feels especially heavy and she heaves a sigh.

She looked at the disabled stall in the corner of the bathrooms and bit her bottom lip. Memories of that day still fresh in her mind. Her lower belly felt as if on fire when she thought about Jughead Jones pushing her up against the wall, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he moved inside her, their lips also moving over each other.

"Oh, shit, B, are you-"

"-mind your own fucking business, Veronica, Jesus Christ" Betty cut her off, putting the test on the edge of the sink and straightening her jacket, running her fingers under her eyes a few times to soften the slightly swollen skin. When she felt she looked presentable, she worked her hair for a bit before she, seemingly satisfied, dropped her hands to her side.

"It's probably like a false positive or something. It's nothing" she mumbled, "we fucked once against the wall over there, I'm not gonna get pregnant from that" she scoffed, but her voice wavered towards the end of her sentence and her eyes filled with tears once again.

"Fuck, Ronnie, what am I gonna do?" She asked, teary eyed and terrified.

"I tried talking to him, but he shut me down, claiming I was just a casual fling to keep him humored" the disappointment was clear on her face, "but I can see it in his eyes, he feels the same way about me I feel about him" she whispered.

"Fucking Jughead Jones" she muttered and Veronica gasped.

"Jughead Jones!?"

Betty nodded, "Yeah" she whispered.

Cheryl Blossom arrived then and said they got detention for not being in class and left with a, "toodles" and a flick of her hair.

Later, Archie Andrews, Cheryl Blossom, Toni Topaz, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones sat in a ring in the classroom of detention. Their teacher had long since fallen asleep in the office over the hall and they had been just talking for half and hour.

"Let's play secrets and sins" Cheryl said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

Everyone murmured and nodded, and they started with Veronica.

They worked their way through the circle until there was only Betty left.

"Okay, Betts, what's you deepest, darkest secret?" Archie asked with a grin.

Betty sighed deeply, pulling the air in through her nose and down her lungs.

"I.." she looked straight not Jughead's crystal blue eyes and lost her train of thought, she shook her head.

"I- I'm pregnant" she said, eyes still locked with Jughead's as she cleared her throat and motioned for Cheryl to once again start the round.

The look on Jughead's face was one of both absolute horror and confusion.

As they once again made their way through each person, and landed on Betty, she looked at them and waited for her question.

"Who's the father," Archie asked seriously, eyes trying to find Betty's. She looked at him and spoke.

"Jughead Jones, of course, the only person I've ever slept with" she said quietly, and moved her gaze from Archie to Jughead, looking at him through her lashes, head hung low, before getting up and heading to the girls locker room, already wiping tears from her eyes, "excuse me."

Veronica was about to get up and run after her but Jughead shook his head and motioned for her to sit down, before getting up himself, "I'll go" he said quietly.

He followed her through the halls and into the girls locker room. "Betts?" He asked, his voice gentle; echoing through the room.

"Don't call me that" she said quietly from where she sat.

He sighed, muttered an okay.

"Elizabeth" he said then and she muttered, "Betty" strictly.

She was sitting in the showers against the wall, and they were off, of course.

He sat down on the other side, back against the shower wall.

"So, we're pregnant?" He whispered, running a hand down his face.

"No," she started, "I'm pregnant, and I do not expect you to be apart of any of this" she said. "I'm just a fling, remember?" she spat, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.

Jughead shuddered, remembering his own words.

The only reason he'd told her that was because he was scared to get hurt, to get rejected, for being himself.

"No, Betts, fuck" he sighed, getting up and sitting beside her. She looked up at him, eyes sad.

He cupped her face, "no", he said firmly.

"You were not a fling, Elizabeth Cooper" he stated, pulling her into him, up in his lap, holding her close to him. He sighed into her hair, "Betty,"

"Jug?"

"I like you, I like you a lot" he promised, "I guess I only told you that because I was scared, worried," he said quietly, "of being rejected, for being myself"

"Juggie" Betty said, voice silent, "you are so beautiful, inside out"

"And I know that we've only really fucked, and we've never had a real relationship, but I've known you since we were 4 and you helped me up after I fell, and I know you" She cupped his face, "even though we drifted apart when you started middle school here and I started on the Southside, we found our way back to each other" she kissed his nose, "and I like you too, and we're having a baby together"

"A little you or a little me is gonna be running around in like seven months, and I can't wait to see if it looks like you" she muttered, snuggling into him, and closing her eyes.

"Fuck, Betts, I hope he has your eyes" Jughead said, closing her eyes too.

"He?" She laughed, he opened his eyes to connect with hers and he said seriously, placing a hand against her flat tummy, "we're definitely having a baby boy, Betty, I can feel it"

She laughed, "okay" she nodded, "I would like a little baby boy," she agreed. "With your hair," she giggled, curling a dark lock from his forehead around her finger.

"And your eyes," he repeated, seemingly getting lost in them. They both leaned in and their lips met in a soft kiss in the middle.

The kiss was quite sweet and gentle, lips moving against each other's until he pulled back, eyes closed he heaved a sigh and rested his forehead on hers, "I've never kissed you like that before" he said, placing another chaste, soft kiss on her lips.

They had a baby boy.
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Hi, the part two of this is gonna be a YouTube teen pregnancy au:))) this is a little shorter than my others, and it's like a little weirder but, eh🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️, I like it

wc: 1218 not proofread

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