Bughead Oneshots✨

Sick days✨

Betty POV
The first thing I felt when I woke up this morning was a sharp pain in my head. I groaned and tried to muffle it as I watched Jug stir and pull me closer to him. Whenever I get sick, Jug is extremely overprotective and barely lets me even leave the house. My stomach lurched and I realised that was going to throw up so I gently tried to remove Jug's arm from around me, whilst trying to rush to the bathroom. I threw up in the toilet but then realised that I hadn't shut the door before I did.
Jughead POV
I woke to the sound of someone heaving. I felt next to me and realised that Betty wasn't in bed. Slowly, everything started to add up and I instantly sprung from my bed and burst into the bathroom to rub Betty's back and hold back her hair. She finished throwing up when it suddenly dawned on her that I was next to her.
"Jug..." she croaked out.
"Hang on, let me get you some water." I filled up a glass that she left on the nightstand, in the sink and passed it to her. She took a couple sips and then looked up at me with glassy eyes.
"Sorry, honey, I didn't mean to wake you up. I didn't have time to shut the door."
"Hey, don't apologise. Let me take care of you." I begged.
"This is exactly why I didn't want to wake you up. You're overreacting." She tried to chuckle but I could see that it was hurting her throat. She took another sip of water and I could see that it hurt her to swallow.
"Come on, let's get you to bed."
"Jug-"
"No, you're not gonna make this seem less than it is. Come on." She let me help her up and I walked over to her bed and covered her in the sheets and set her pillows so that she could sit up.
"Wait here, I'm gonna go and get you some stuff, okay?" She weakly nodded after me and I was glad that she was letting me take care of her for once. I went back into the bathroom and pulled the bucket out from underneath the sink and her glass of water. I placed the bucket on the side of Betty's bed and handed her a glass of water so that she could have a sip.
"Thank you."
I let her sleep for a couple of hours whilst I did some writing at the desk. I heard Betty begin to stir and mumble as she woke up.
I walked over to our closet and picked out some fluffy socks and some lotion from the vanity. I turned on the tv that was behind me. I pulled the sheet off of her feet and placed them on my lap. I massaged the lotion into her feet as she moaned and groaned.
"Oh god! That feels so good, Jug! What the hell did I do to deserve this?"
"You deserve 10 times more than this. I just want to do my best to make you feel better. I hate it when you're sick."
"Well you're definitely doing good at making me feel better, that's for sure." I placed the fluffy socks on her feet and tucked her back under the sheets.
"You wait here and watch some netflix, I'm gonna go make you some chicken noodle soup."
"You're a god. I love you. I wish I could kiss you right now."
"I love you too. And who said you can't?"
"Me, I don't want you getting sick."
"That's the last thing I'm worrying about right now." She leaned down and kissed her.
"Ugh, that feels so good but so wrong. That's all the sugar you're getting today mister."
"Well, it was worth it. For now, I just want you to relax, okay? The quicker you get better, the faster i'll be able to kiss those beautiful lips again." She giggled as I went downstairs to make her some soup and some herbal tea that is supposed to make your throat better. I placed the tea on Betty's nightstand and put the soup on a cushion on her lap.
"Oh my god, this tastes amazing! Thank you. This is making my throat so much better." I got under the covers on my side of the bed and watched some Friends with her as she ate her soup and drank her tea.
When she had finished eating she curled up into my side and I put my palm on her forehead to check if she still had a fever.
"You're not as hot as you were earlier. I think that little nap and the soup made a difference."
"Definitely, thank you for taking care of me, Jug."
"Always." I replied. I leaned down and kissed her forehead as she slowly began to stop fighting sleep. I turned off the tv and slowly sank further into the mattress, letting Betty roll further into my side as we both fell asleep for the night.

{A/N} ~ 850 words not including this.
This was a request from @WildAnimalGaming7 ❤️ I hope that this is as good as what you were imagining. Hope you enjoy! Lots of love 🥰