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this is perfect

My mental health is not the best these days. So I tought that angst is not the best idea for me right now. So thats why you guys are going to get fluffs.
Ideas and reqeusts are always welcome.

Jughead p.o.v
I just got hom from a busy day at work, and a bag from pops under my arm. I walk into mine and Betty's apartment, but see her not sitting at her desk. "Betty" I say her name loudly wanting to know if shes home.

"I'm in tristans room" she yells back at me. I shake my head and put the bag on the table while walking to our soon to be born sons room.

"We all know that It's going to be Killian" I say to her shaking my head. We are still arguing about the name. She wants it to be Tristan, and I want it to be Kilian.

I enterd the room and froze in shock. The normal empty, and blank room was now done.

One wall were the room was set in, was a beautiful sky bleu. The others were a very light shade of grey. There was a baby crib, against a grey wall, above it was a little cloud lamp.

There was a big teddybear in one cornor, and a beautiful old stool, were Betty was set in with a pretty smile. "Omg Betty, this is beautiful" I say to her breathless. Everything was beautiful and just like we wanted.

"Yeah, you're happy" Betty says smiling widely while standing up slowly and walking to me. "I'm so happy. Thank yoy" I say to her still smiling, putting my hands on her waist and higging her tightly.

"Tristan Is going to love it here" she says to me with a smirk, looking in my eyes. "No, Kilian is going to love it here" I say to her while pointing a finger at her.

"Nope, just look behind you" she says to me while walking out of the room. I look cunfused and turn around. And yeah she had made a painting were in big letters Tristan was painted.

I scoff and smirk a little. I walk out of the room, and see Betty sitting on the coich while eating her fries. "How did you like the painting" she asks me with a innocent smile.

"It would've been beautiful if the correct name was on it" I say to her with a smile while stealing some of her fries.

She looks up at me with her eyebrows raised, "are you sure you want to steal food from a pregnant woman" she says to me in a scary voice.

I gulp loudly and shake my head. "No ma'am" I say to her shaking my head. She smiles and pats the seat next to her.

I smile at her and sit down next to her, pulling her on my lap. "Even tho you're wrong in the name, I still love you" I say to her while pulling my hand on her belly and stroking it.

She scoffs and takes a few more fries. "Jughead I am the mother of the child, so I decided the name" she says to me

"And I am the father of the child, so I decide with you" I say back to her.

She pouts at me knowing I'm right. "Oh come on baby, don't be sad I ove you" I say to her after some time seeing tears in her eyes. I didn't want to make her sad.

"I'm just really happy." She says to me crying. Oh god pregnant woman hormones are getting at her again. These last days she cries, laughs and gets angry at anny and everything.

"I know baby, I'm really happy with Kilian too" I say to her with a innocent smile. "Don't you even dare ruin this moment Forsythe Pendelton Jones" she says with a glare.

I surrender me, and smile. "I love you Betty cooper" I say to her, knowing that saying sorry is going to piss her off for some reason.

"We love you too" she says to me kissing me softly.

God I love her so much, and I love KILIAN too already.

Hey guys that was that. I know it was horrible and useles, but I don't know. I just don't want to write angst for a little while because of my mental health.

Ps: you wnat to know the name they choose, read the previous oneshot I posted. This is like a preqeul of some sorts.

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