Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close?
Forever and ever
Take me out, and take me home (Forever and ever)
You're my, my, my, my lover
- Taylor Swift : Lover
betty's pov
i sit on the couch cuddled up with a blanket and hot cocoa, watching my extremely gorgeous husband put the star on top of our Christmas tree. i wondered how i even got here. more specifically, how we've gotten here.
jug has been going to the gym lately and you could definitely tell by how strong he was. his shirt going up a little since he was reaching up with his strong arms. and i'm still wondering how i got here.
"enjoying the view?" he asks with a small laugh, and finally putting the star on top of the tree.
"you bet." i say with a smile then giggle.
he laughs as he climbs down the ladder, then stepping back to admire our tall, beautiful tree. but i was admiring him as always. i could barely keep my eyes off of him.
he turned around to catch me smiling at him and i had to admit, he did smile back cause he knew i was just looking at him the whole time.
he smiles then sits down beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to his side. i casually rest my head on his shoulder, and sigh with a smile.
"this is what i've always wanted." he says then smiles over at me.
"me too, babe." i say smiling then softly kiss his lips.
he lets go and softly kisses my forehead. i did really have the best life. we had the best life.
but i was also planning a surprise for him.
a huge surprise.
because a couple days ago, i took a pregnancy test. and it turned out to be positive. jug was at work so i was sitting in the floor on the carpet in our bathroom, a positive pregnancy test cupped in both of my hand. i ended up taking three more within that same hour and they all said the same thing. this is what we've been wanting for so long. jughead, especially. he's always wanted to be a dad. we've been trying for several months now, resulting in negative tests after every two weeks. and finally, it was happening. and i knew exactly how i was going to tell him. and no, i wasn't going to put the test in a box tied with a little bow.
i had stopped on my way home from work the other day, and found the knitted red stockings that are the same ones we have at home. i bought another one to hang on the mantle of the fireplace, making three stockings in total. i figured this was a special way to tell him, instead of giving him a box with a pregnancy test in it. also, christmas was a week and a half away and i just couldn't wait to tell him. i just couldn't wait that long to tell him.
after he put the star on top, i got up off the couch, slowly standing up, his arm unwrapping from my shoulder.
"where are you going, love?" he asks looking up at me, gently grabbing my hand and stroking the top of it with his thumb.
"oh, we forgot the stockings." i say smiling down at him, letting my hand slip away from his.
"but the stockings are both hung up on the fireplace, already." he asked still confused, turning in his spot to face me, "you hung them up earlier while i was putting the lights on the tree."
i just smiled at him, "yeah, but i forgot one. i'll be right back." i say giggling then going to the kitchen to grab the red stocking from the bag.
i grab the stocking, and walk back into the living room, hanging it up beside jug's stocking to the right of it.
he might've finally realized it when i hung it up, because i saw him out of the corner of my eye get up from the couch and slowly walk towards me.
"betts?" he asks, his expression softened.
i turn around and smile softly back at him and just nod.
"yeah, i am." i say with tears growing in my eyes.
he just smiled softly, then wrapped his arms around me in a loving hug.
i smiled brightly in the hug, with tears filling up in my eyes. he was so happy. i'm so glad that he's happy.
he then pulled away and smiled, and you could see the tears forming in his eyes. happy tears. and without saying anything, he placed his hand softly on my flat stomach and looked at me with a smile.
and in that moment, i never felt the same. well, that was until josie may jones was born the next september. and that may have been easily, the best christmas to date. especially since i got to spend it with my lover.
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just a short oneshot with some cute fluff ❤️❤️
