Bughead Oneshots?

Jughead POV
"Happy father's day daddy!" I slowly opened my eyes to see my beautiful daughter, Ayla, sat on my stomach.
"Thank you baby." I smiled so big at her.
"Daddy you have to open your presents!" At the age of 6 she was very mature and always spoke like she was in a 16 year olds mind, which as her father, scares the crap out of me.
"Wait Ayla, we still have to give dad his special breakfast in bed first." I saw my beautiful wife walk in with a tray of my favourite breakfast and our 3 year old son, Theo, holding her hand.
"Careful Betts. Beep beep Ayla, let me help mom."
"It's fine Jug. I've got it." She let go of Theo's hand and placed my breakfast on the nightstand. She picked Theo up and placed him on the bed as she crawled under the covers with me, our children sprawled out across us.
"Happy father's day, Juggie." She leaned in to kiss me and we carried on until we were interrupted.
"Eww!" both of our children cried out. We both laughed and turned to look at them.
"It's now "eww"! It's romantic." She looked into my eyes and I saw years of love.
"Whatever, it's time for dad to open his presents."
"Okay okay, which should I open first?"
"Me me dad!" Theo thrust a parcel into my hands. I opened the parcel that Betty had clearly spent her time wrapping, to find a silver photo frame with a picture of me and Betty with the kids in front of our house, when we first bought it a year ago. Along the bottom was "We love you daddy" engraved into the silver. I felt myself tear up at the thought that they had put into it. I instantly moved my breakfast tray over a little to set the frame up on my nightstand.
"Thank you Theo, that's an amazing gift."
"Your welcome dada, momma helped." I laughed, knowing that it was completely Betty's idea.
"Okay me next." Ayla shuffled forward and plonked herself right on my stomach winding me.
"Oof. Your hyper this morning."
"Just shut up and open your gift."
"Hey Ayla! You know we don't say that, okay?" Betty chastised.
"Sorry momma. He's taking foreeevveerrr!!" she whined.
"Alright pass it here." She passed me another package that was really thin. I ripped the paper and looked inside to find stacks of paper that had been stapled together, hopefully by Betty. The first page read "Bedtime story". I turned the page to find drawings that clearly Ayla had done and Betty's neat writing underneath.
"It's the story that you and mommy tell us almost every night. Since it wasn't an actual book and your a writer I thought you might like to have a real version." Now I could really feel myself tear up as I turned to Betty and saw her give me a watery smile. It was our story. Pretty much every night since Ayla was born, even though we knew that she didn't understand, we told both of our kids our story. This was the most incredible gift I had ever received, other than my beautiful wife and kids. I didn't realise that a tear had escaped until Betty moved her hand to wipe it away and pecked my cheek.
"Do you not like it daddy? I'm sorry, I thought you would."
"No, that's not it baby, these are happy tears. I love it. Thank you." Ayla looked chuffed with herself as she shuffled over to Theo to see what he was doing.
"It was her idea" Me and Betty both sat and looked at our children, in awe that two of the most beautiful things in our life were made purely from love.
"Their pretty special kids"
"That they are" Betty said as she reached over to grab something from her nightstand draw.
"I wanted to give you this." She passed me an envelope.
"What's this?"
"Don't ask questions just open it." I opened the envelope and two slips of paper fell out. I picked them up to investigate them.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, V and Arch said that they would have the kids for the weekend that we're there. As long as it's something that you want to do."
"A whole weekend in Paris? Are you kidding me? Of course I want to."
"I know that I have been having difficulty separating myself from the kids, basically ever since Ayla was born," we both chuckled. "but I know that I want to just use this weekend as an escape from everyday lives and to just be romantic with each other since we haven't had time to do that for a while."
"Betty I can't wait for this trip. This really means a lot to me. Works been kicking my ass and spending time with the best wife in the world is just gonna make me feel so incredible."
"Mommy! Daddy!" Theo squealed.
"Yes baby" Betty answered.
"We want breakfast, Theo's hungry."
"Is Theo hungry or are you hungry. Because I know for a fact that you've inherited your dad's appetite."
"Well maybe we both are momma."
"Fine Ayla, can you take your brother downstairs, I need to talk to daddy for a minute."
They both dawdled out of the room with Ayla dragging Theo along with her.
"So does my wife want some sexy time alone?" We both lay down and she turned to face me.
"I wish. We both know that the kids will probably race in if they hear anything."
"Ugh. Sex was so much easier when we didn't have kids."
"It sure was. But I wouldn't change it for the world."
"Me neither. Never. I didn't think I could ever love anything as much as I love you but somehow those kids are close competition."
"I wouldn't expect anything less." We both just looked into eachothers eyes for a while."Thank you for the best father's day ever and it's only 8am." We both chuckled. "Seriously Betty, those gifts were extremely meaningful to me. Apart from you and the kids, those are the best presents I have ever gotten."
"Well I'm glad that you liked them."
"Liked them? I honestly loved them, Betts. Seriously, this is the best father's day ever."
"Well depending on your reaction to what I'm gonna say, it could be getting better."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was thinking about it and I was kind of wondering how you felt about being a father of 3 next father's day." My heart leaped out of my chest.
"Oh my god. I- I-"
"Look Jug don't worry I-"
"Are you pregnant?"
"What? Oh no Jug. That's not what I was saying. I'm saying that I wanna be."
"You wanna start trying again?"
"Jug I can see that you aren't exactly too excited about the idea so just forget I said anything. I'm sorry that I ruined today." She started to get out of bed when everything caught up to me. I got to the end of the bed and pulled her in towards me by her waist. I pushed her away from me slightly so that I could stand up. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
"You make me the happiest man alive." I pulled her in for a passionate kiss. I sat down on the edge of the bed so that she was straddling me.
"You are the most incredible woman I have ever met. I wanna have another baby with you." Her eyes filled with tears.
"Really?"
"100% Baby Jones #3 making is in motion." We both giggled.
"You're such a dork. I was thinking that maybe Paris would be the perfect time to start."
"We'd have a cool conceiving story." We both laughed again. No matter how far our marriage had come we never stopped laughing.
"Happy father's day Jug. I love you."
"I love you too Betts." I said as I pulled her in for a deep and emotional kiss.

{A/N} ~ 1347 words not including this. Happy father's day. Hope you enjoy! Lots of love🥰