Bughead Oneshots✨

Three in the morning✨

Betty POV
It was still dark out when I arose from my slumber, startled. I have no idea what woke me but it was a deep enough feeling for me to turn around in my bed and nuzzle my head into Jughead's neck for protection, whilst still trying to ensure that I didn't wake my very own sleeping beauty. Over the past couple of weeks, since Jughead's reappearance from the bunker, I can't help but feel paranoid. Anxious that Jughead potentially believed that I was capable of doing what those preppy scumbags did to him. It was a deep rooted feeling that I was terrified to bring to light, in fear that my deepest fear would come true and that the love of my life would believe that I could kill, and not just anybody, but the man that I was destined to spend the rest of my life with.
I began to feel Jug stir beneath me and cringed at the thought of him waking.
"Mmmh" I heard Jughead grunt in my ear. "Betts?..." he asked in a concerned tone.
"Shhh, just go back to sleep hon." I replied, determined not to show my insecurity.
"Betty, what's wrong?" He questioned. I was unsure what he meant until I looked down and saw a glistening patch of tears on his neck, glinting in the light of the street lamp. I hadn't even realised that I was crying as I was too focused on reliving the worst night of my life.
"Oh...nothing I'm fine, my eyes are just watering because I'm so tired." I brushed off, chuckling dryly.
"Betty, I'm not stupid, okay? I've known you basically all my life and we've been in a relationship for the past three years. I think I know when you're upset, and it's even easier to notice when you're lying." He lightly chuckles.
"It's three in the morning. Let's just sleep it off, alright?" I argued.
"Betty..." Jughead warned.
"Okay, okay. Look, I just- I'm just scared that you're afraid of me or something since that night." I hesitantly explained.
"Wait... you're paranoid that I'm scared of you? Because of what happened that night? Betty you had nothing to do with that." Jug questioned.
"I know that, but I could have. Veronica and Archie definitely had their theories in my participation." I said.
"Look Betty, it doesn't matter what anybody else thinks about what happened that night, okay? We know what happened and how the events really unfolded and none of that involves you hurting me or anybody else that you love, do you hear me? I know who you are baby, you're Elizabeth Cooper, the most incredible woman I have ever met. Do you really think that I would plan my whole future with you if I thought that you would hurt me in any way? I want to go and get out of this town with you, I want us to pursue any career that we choose without other people telling us what we can and can't do. I want to marry you and have the four beautiful babies that we have planned..." Jug persuaded me. I giggled at the plans Jug had made for our future already, realising that even if none of that did happen, I would still be happy as long as my day ended with me laying in his arms.
"No, I guess not." I replied with a dry chuckle as I wiped a solo tear from my face.
"Good, now let's get you some sleep. You're exhausted and like you said, it's three in the morning." He joked. I giggled at his joke as I snuggled back into his side. He always finds a way to make me feel better.
"Thank you for being so incredible Juggie." I tell him.
"I'd do anything for you, and the idea that you have been holding this in for that long makes me feel so guilty." He said.
"I'm sorry. I love you." I said.
"I love you more Betts." He challenged me.
"Not possible." I reply.
"Okay, let's just leave it at, 'Jughead loves Betty more' because otherwise we will not be getting any sleep tonight." I giggled as I was too tired to argue with him. I quickly fall asleep, my eyes fluttering as I fall back into a peaceful slumber in the arms of my beloved.

{A/N}~730 words, not including this. Hope you enjoy✨ Lots of love🥰