Bughead One Shots

~General POV~

Jughead knocked on the door of the Cooper's house, waiting for his best friend to appear in the doorway. But...what if she had changed her mind? Before Jughead's mind could wander too far, the door opened, presenting a casually dressed Betty Cooper with a smile on her face. Jughead's eyes wandered up and down her body as if he had never seen her like this before, and a blush made its way to the surface of Betty's skin.

"Too casual?" Betty asked shyly. Jughead grinned at her and shook his head. He then extended his arm to her.

"C'mon. I brought the truck and we gotta go," he said. Betty took his arm and he led her away from the house.

"No bike, Jug?" Betty asked.

Jughead turned to her. "Why? What's wrong with the truck?"

"Nothing! I just like your bike."

"Well, I'll bring it next time," Jughead answered.

Betty shot him a look. "What makes you think there'll be a 'next time?'"

"Who said there wouldn't be?" Jughead stated pointedly. "Besides, who'd wanna give all this up?" he said, gesturing to himself. Betty slapped him on the chest and he chuckled. He then ran around front of her and opened the passenger door.

"Ladies first," he said with a smirk.

"Why thank you!" Betty said teasingly at his sweet actions. He grinned a stupid grin, which then caused her to grin right back at him. "Stop it, you dork." He laughed and closed the door. He hopped over the back of truck and slid into the driver's seat.

"Let us make haste!" Jughead said in a medival-like voice. Almost as if he was a knight proclaiming something to a large crowd.

"Let's." Jughead smiled and started the engine. The two ventured out to their destination.

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Jughead cut the engine and ran around to let Betty out. He had told her to keep her eyes closed as they neared the end of the ride. "Can I open my eyes now?" Betty whined impatiently.

"Okay hold onnnn..." Jughead led Betty forward. She could hear the sounds of cars and feel the moisture in the wind. "Juggie, is this safe?"

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Yes. With my life."

"Of course, Sherlock. If it wasn't safe, I wouldn't bring you here." Betty laughed and waved her arms around, trying to make contact with something. But Jughead had stepped out of the way, laughing. "You can open your eyes now."

Betty opened her eyes and saw the tall structure of the fun center. She turned to her date. "Juggie! You brought us back?"

"Well, Ms. Cooper, I believe I owe you an ass-whooping," Jughead teased from behind her.

"Very funny. But you're the one who's getting that. You're with me, remember?"

"How could I forget?" Betty blushed at his words and turned away from him. Jogging to the doors. Jughead was right behind, and she opened the door.

"Ladies first," she said, bowing playfully. He crossed his arms over his chest.

"Very funny," he said to her. He walked through the door anyway, not saying thank you. Betty shook her head and laughed before following him inside.

"So, what are we doing anyway? Air hockey again?" Betty asked him.

"Not tonight," he replied and kept walking.