Bughead one shots

You Wouldn't Dare

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"You're cuteness is making everyone stare. Stop it," Jughead smirked while his blonde girl downed a sixth shot of whiskey. Betty had on a black miniskirt and a pale pink crop top with Jughead's serpent jacket draped over her shoulders. All evening, she had been chatting to her best friend, Toni Topaz, while Toni was working her shift bartending then they were going to have a girls night at the pink haired girl's trailer.

"I can't help it it must be in my DNA," Betty slurred goofily, tracing her boyfriend's jawline with her fingers. The barstool that she was sat on began to wobble as her weight tipped the legs of it back and forth.

"Hey, hey, I think we should call it a night, babe," Jughead suggested after he caught her and propped her back up so she was leaning against him.

"Juggie, your such a buzkill!" she whined playfully. All of a sudden, Toni's phone sounded really loudly and she rapidly grabbed her phone at put it to her ear. An excited look covered her face as quick as a bullet once she put the phone down.

"Sorry Betty, we're going to have to reschedule the girls night," she said slowly so Betty's drunk brain could understand her. "Cheryl finally called!" she was practically jumping for joy. The tall serpent tried his best to get his girlfriend out of the bar but no matter what, she refused. Out of the blue, he made a decision that the blonde probably wouldn't like.

"Do I need to carry you out of here?" he whispered in her ear.

"You wouldn't dare," she shook her head. Without warning, he through her over his shoulder then carried her triumphantly out of the Whyte Wyrm, not caring who's eyes were glued to the two teen lovers. It wasn't safe to get on the bike with Betty as hammered as this so Jughead still carried her to his trailer, resisting all of her protests until she finally gave up.

Once they got home, he plopped her down on his couch. Her eyes were half closed and her hair looked shabby from being upside down for so long. Mascara had rubbed below her eyes creating a smudge of grey below her waterline.

"You're so cute when you're drunk," he giggled at the sight of his falling-asleep girl. Finally, she began to stretch out and get some rest after a night at the bar. Gently, he took off her clothes and slipped on one of his shirts over her underwear then got a blanket for her so she wouldn't be cold.

"Juggie?" a quiet voice called out.

"Yes baby?" he began to stroke her hair.

"Stay with me?"

"I'm still mad at you for doing this to yourself," he advised, getting in next to her as she snuggled into his warm arms.