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The perfect proposal

Jughead p.o.v
Here I'm standing, shaking from the nerves I feel in my body right now. Candles suround me, and a eomanric dinner in standing infront. Tonight it is going to happen, tonight I'm going to ask Betty Cooper the love of my life if she wants ro marry.

And god, I want to be her husband so badly, I want to have the wedding, and seeing the people that we love celebrate our love. I want her to be Betty Jones, and I want to be hers forever.

I hear the door, open from our apartment and my head shots up. My beautiful girlfriend walks into our apartment, wearing black jeans with a simple top. She is gorgeous. It doesn't matter what she wear, she is beautiful.

Betty p.o.v
I walk into mine and juggies apartment, but I stop dead in my tracks. There he is, my boyfriend standing in a circkle of candles and roses, I put a hand on my heart and smile.

"Jug, what is this" I asked him, in shock. He smiles at me and walks closer to me. But before he touches me, he kneels down on one knee. I gasp and put my hand over my mouth.

"Elizabeth Pauline Cooper, we are dating now for 6 years, and I still love you the same as I did when I was 16. Everytime I see you, I get a smile. Everything you touch me I get tinkles all over my body"

"Betty we have been trough so much shit these last years, but we all went trough it together. I got trough everything, becasue of you. Because of you're warm smiles, and you're hugs. I woke up every morning because of you, because I wanted to see you. You kept me alive, and you gave me something to live for"

I love you so much, Betty. And I just need to ask you one qeustion. Betty, do you want to marry me" he says to me, and you can almost sens the nerves he feels in his body.

I think of his words, and feels tears in my eyes. I love him so much. "Off course I want to marry you Jug" I say to him, pulling him up and kissing him softly.

In the kiss is so much love, we both want to feel each other we want to love each other. And we do.

He pulls me up in his arms, still kissing. We make the kiss passionate but it is still soft and slow. He brings me in our bedroo., and we pull our clothes off.

And the whole night is filled, with moans, groans and love. I love him so much, and I can't wait until I am Elizabeth Jones.

I can't wait to be with him, forever and ever. Because he is it for me, and I'm it for him. And I couldn't be more happy.

Heeyy, this was a short one but I tought it was cute. My mental health isn't the nest so I have no idea how my stories are going to look like these next weeks. And I feel terrible about writing such bad stories, but thank you.

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