one-shots || bughead + sprousehart

"oh my god what happened to you!?" - bughead

"Thank you very much for doing this Betty, we really appreciate it. The twins are watching TV now, but they have to be in bed around 8 o'clock." Betty nodded at Mrs. Jones her demands.

"Also my son, Jughead, will be home in a few hours. I don't know at what time, but when he arrives I'd still like you to stay since you never know when he leaves again." Betty frowned at that, but agreed anyway. Mrs. Jones smiled kindly.

"That will be no problem Mrs. Jones, the twins are in good hands." Betty told her, clutching her hands together.

"Gladys, we gotta go now." Mr. Jones screamed from the door.

"Thanks again Betty." The woman said before leaving the house with her husband.

Betty sat down beside the 3-year old twins while they watched some TV. She made some small-talk, but not much came out of them.

After an hour the door suddenly got busted open and a dark haired boy walked inside. His face was covered in blood and cuts. His arms were rattled with bruises, his hair a mess.

Betty jumped up from her seat and rushed over to him. "Oh my god what happened to you!?" She exclaimed, her eyes scanning the trails of blood that were running down his body like waterfalls.

"Nothing." The male grumbled, "get out of my way." He tried to push her to the side, but Betty didn't budge.

"You're Jughead right?" The guy nodded angrily, "I'm taking you to the hospital."

Jughead groaned and shook his head. "You're only here for the twins aren't you?" He talked about his sisters like he despised them. "Because my mother doesn't trust me with my own sisters."

Betty felt a pit of mercy start to fumble in her stomach. "I-I didn't know that. Please just go to the hospital." She tried to stay quiet, not to cause any trouble for the girls.

"Get the fuck out of my way." Jughead grizzled, once again trying to push her out of his way. This time Betty grabbed the collar of his jacket and held him back.

"Then I'm taking you."

"What about the twins?" His voice had a slight sense of playfulness.

"I'll just call my friend Veronica, you sit down and don't move." Betty demanded and took her phone while pushing Jughead down on a chair in the kitchen.

Betty called Veronica and asked her to come to this babysitting address as soon as she could. Veronica immediately agreed when she heard some incredible sexy male was injured and Betty needed to take him to the hospital.

When Betty came back into the kitchen to check up on Jughead, he was leaning over the kitchen counter and eating an apple. "She'll be here any minute." Jughead just shrugged and held his focus on the fruit in his hands.

"Can I see the injuries?" Betty asked and moved closer to him. Jughead sighed deeply but nodded eventually. Her hands brushed over his face and with a wet towel she dapped some of the blood away.

A deep cut came visible in her sight causing her to gasp softly. She wrapped the towel around it, putting pressure to make sure it wouldn't continue to bleed as bad as it did.

"This is insane Jug, can you please tell me what happened to you?" She practically begged, her fingers trailing down his face. She felt him flinch underneath her touch.

Slowly her fingers moved down his arms and felt the bumps and bruises.

At that moment Veronica came waltzing in the house with a smirk across her lips. "V! You're here!" Betty exclaimed and threw her arms around her best friend's neck.