Riverdale One Shots

Seven Minutes in Heaven

Hey guys! Finally being more active again hehe, but I wanted to start making one shots based on your guys recommendations. If you have an idea for a one shot that you wanna see, respond with a comment and I will literally write a one shot for every idea I see I'm not kidding, I'm bored and wanna write a bunch. So if you have an idea you wanna see, comment and I'll try my best to do it justice and dedicate the story to you! Love you guys so mucchhhhhhhh hope you enjoy this one shot.

♥betty♥

"Are you almost ready Betts?" my best friend Jughead calls from my room as I get ready in the bathroom.

"Nearly Jug, 2 more minutes pleaseeeee." I say through the door. I look through a small crack in the door and see him rolls his eyes, dropping his head into his hands before looking back up at the door. "Ughhhhh"

I stick my lips into the crack, blowing a kiss. "Muah. Love yaaaa."

"Yea, yea, just hurry up." He says before falling backwards onto my bed.

I close the door again with a giggle, finishing off my makeup with a swipe of lip gloss. Now I'm not one for complimenting myself but, damn Betty, today is your day. I curled my hair is loose but voluminous curls, my mid length hair falling above my chest. My makeup was sultrier than usual, a brown smokey linear that elongated my eyes and made the green in them pop. My shirt was a cropped satin pink top with slightly puffy sleeves that laid tight on my figure accentuating my breasts. I paired it with a pair of black mom jeans and a clear belt. I put on my signature rose gold B necklace, layered with a smaller necklace Jughead had bought me for my birthday years ago, a dainty rose gold butterfly made up of smaller baby pink jewels, a small, barely noticeably crown charm hanging next to it.

I hold onto the crown and smile to myself as I think about the fact that Jug just had to include a portion of himself in it. I set my hair up one last time as I look in the mirror. This was defffffinitely out of my comfort zone, far off from my usual preppy-chic attire that consisted of sweaters and collars. But hey, it's senior year, I think it's time to try something new.

Jughead starts to whine again just as I'm about to leave the bathroom. "Elizabeth Cooper if you don't hurry the fu-"

I cut him off "Okay! Okay, calm down." I say as I walk out of the bathroom, my head hung low as a sudden wave of awkwardness flows over me. I was definitely not comfortable in front of people in these clothes, my entire midriff and collarbone exposed.

I close the door and then turn around, still holding onto the handle with my hands behind me before looking up.

I hope for an honest opinion from my best friend, I know he won't hold back. I furrow my brows and scrunch my nose, "Is it too much?"

Jughead's eyebrows are raised and I notice him gulp strongly because of his prominent adam's apple.

"That's uhm,  that's a new look Betts." He says.

"It's bad? Fuck, it's bad isn't it," I turn around throwing my closet open, "I knew I couldn't pull this type of shit off I should leave it to Cheryl and V. God, help me choose a new outfit Jug, get up hurry."

I feel his hand on my exposed midriff, "Betts." I turn to face him. "You look amazing. Please, if I have to spend another minute in this room waiting for you to get ready I'll fall asleep at the party."

I look down, covering my stomach with my arms, "Are you sure?"

He grabs my arms gently and pulls them off, making eye contact. "Yes, I'm one thousand percent sure, if I wasn't your best friend and I was some random fuck boy at our school I would most totally fuck you."