Bughead Oneshots?

⚠️TW - eating disorder⚠️
Kinda smutty (pretend to be getting pregnant kink)
General POV
Betty can't even remember how it all started. All she knows is the argument wasn't theirs to begin with. She shut the door and made her way into the living room and threw her purse onto the couch before undoing her heel straps and collapsing to let her head fall back over the back of the couch.
"Why couldn't you have just stayed out of it, Jug?" Betty sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Because I know how Archie feels and it's a shitty position to be in." He stood in front of her, his hands joint behind his neck. Betty raised her eyebrows and blinked slowly.
"Excuse me?" She asked, sassily.
1 hour earlier
"So, B, how's the hospital going?" Veronica asked. They all sat around the Andrews' dinner table that Veronica had set up beautifully for their double date, their first double date as both married couples, after Betty and Jug's wedding 3 months ago.
"It's good. Everyone knows how much I love my job, but i'm not gonna lie and say that it's easy, because it's not. Seeing sick kids and...some of them don't make it. But it's my job and I knew what I signed up for when I became a peadiatric nurse." Betty sighed. Everything she had said was true, she loved her job, but it was heartbreaking and extremely rewarding at the same time.
"I couldn't do what you do, Betty. I've seen you with the kids and you make them feel so comfortable even with everything that they are going through at such a young age. How do you do it?" Archie asked. Betty thought it was a rhetorical question before she saw that his face was serious and he expected an answer. Betty giggled before shrugging her shoulders.
"I dunno. I guess I just have the magic touch." Everyone laughed as Jug turned towards his new wife and smiled, proudly, squeezing her thigh with his hand under the table. Sure, her job meant that she was away from him quite a lot, but he didn't mind if it meant that she could keep hundreds of kids healthy and safe. He knew that she was happy doing what she does best and that's what makes him the most proud above everything else.
"You definitely do, Betty. I swear you're going to make the best mother in the world." Veronica told her. Jughead felt himself freeze and his hand that was on Betty's leg slowly slipped its way back to a safe proximity, nearest him. Of course they had talked about having kids, it wasn't like it was some taboo subject between them but they had only been married for a few months and Jughead wanted to spend some time alone with his wife before they brought any mini thems into the picture. Jughead prayed that Betty hadn't felt him freeze up and continued to eat his food. Only then did he take in Betty's reaction. She didn't act surprised or shocked or freeze up at what Veronica said, instead a huge smile spread across her face, which she seemed to be trying to hold back but she failed. Jughead felt himself burn up and downed his glass of wine that was half full.
"You good, bro?" Archie turned to Jughead, interrupting the conversation that he was having with Betty about her most recent cancer patient. Jughead choked slightly on his drink, realising that he'd not managed to successfully hide himself freaking out. He just nodded and rested his elbows on the table and tapping his enclosed hands against his lips.
"As I was saying...you're so lucky to be able to work with children everyday, Betty. They are such a joy to be around, that's why I want a baby. However, somebody is being selfish and just wants me to keep my pre-pregnancy body and still get laid on a regular basis and is scared that it won't happen with a baby. I might just come off my birth control and not tell the jackass, I mean we've been married for 2 years now, I think it's about time." Veronica spoke as if her husband wasn't sitting right next to her, the alcohol slowly getting to her. Anyone in the room could tell that it was getting to Archie, tongue in cheek and tapping his glass with his pointer finger. Betty awkwardly glanced toward Jughead as he cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Yeah well maybe this guy is fed up with the remarks that you and everyone else make about having babies when he's not quite ready yet." Archie aimed at Veronica. She scoffed and shook her head.
"You can say that again." Jughead mumbled. Betty snapped her head in his direction and gave him a shocked look. They were brought back to the conversation when Archie started talking again.
"Look, why can't you just lay off, Ronnie? I'm not ready, you should respect that."
"You're not ready? You have nothing to get ready for. It's my world that's gonna change, more than yours will. I'm gonna be the one that has to carry it for 9 months, push it out of my vagina and let it suck on me for god knows how long after that. All of that shit is on top of what you think having a kid will do to you." Veronica ranted, she looked drunk now and half of her words were slurred.
"That's not fair, Veronica." Jughead interrupted. Betty turned to glare at him and kicked him under the table, as if to tell him not to get involved. "Father's sacrifice a lot too. It's not just the women's choice, you need to decide as a husband and wife what's best for you. You're the one who wants to do all of that stuff to your body so why are you having a go at Archie for it?" Jughead ranted, seemingly about the couple in front of him.
"Stop it, Jug." Betty hissed, quietly. Veronica just sat there, swirling her wine around her glass, shooting daggers at Jughead.
"When?" She asked. Jughead gave her a confused look.
"What do you mean, when?" He questioned.
"When did I ask for your opinion." Jughead sighed and rolled his eyes.
"I'm just saying it's not fair to have a go at him for something that he's not ready for. Maybe you should just try and have some empathy. You know that if Archie wanted you to do something and you weren't ready, that he would sit back and wait until you were, so why are you pressuring him?" Jughead argued, raising his voice slightly. Betty turned to face him again.
"Is there something else that you want to say, honey?" Betty asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Jughead sighed and then turned to look at his wife.
"I'm just saying that men are completely pushed aside and when kids come so I think it's okay for a guy to not be ready for that yet. He just wants time with you, before kids come along and take over." He said.
"And who is this 'he' that you are referring to?" Betty raised her eyebrows.
"All men, they're forgotten about when it comes to pregnancy and birth, no one thinks about how they feel." Jughead replied, although Betty knew that the answer was him.
"God, how much of a misogynist are you?" Veronica exclaimed.
"Okay, V, that's not true. Have you heard Jughead talk about feminism? He's the furthest thing from misogynistic." Betty interrupted.
"Look, Ronnie just calm down, okay? Jughead was just trying to stick up for me." Archie told his wife calmly.
"And maybe if you weren't so controlling then I wouldn't have had to stick up for him." Jughead muttered under his breath. This is when Betty truly lost it.
"Forsythe, just stop! It's not your fight to fight!" Betty yelled, slamming her hand on the table, leaving everyone in shock.
"Wow. I don't think i've ever heard Betty call Jughead by his real name before..." Archie's drawled out, eyes wide open. They sat in silence for what felt like forever, when it was really only 30 seconds. Betty stood up and made her way over to Veronica and kissed her cheek before half-hugging Archie whilst he was still seated and picked up her purse from the end of the table.
"I think it's best if we go. I'll speak to you tomorrow, V." Betty announced before walking out of the house and sitting in the car, where Jughead joined her a minute or so later. Neither of them said a word to each other as they drove home and pulled up inside the gate of their home.
Present time
"Excuse me?" She asked, sassily.
"Didn't you hear Veronica? 'You're going to make the best mother in the world!', 'you're so lucky to be able to work with children everyday, Betty'. I'm sorry but that kind of talk just makes me really uncomfortable." Jughead raised his voice slightly.
"That's why you went quiet! I knew that there was something going on! Look, she wasn't talking about right now, she was just saying it generally!" She levelled her voice with his.
"Yeah, and you didn't say anything at all, apart from smile like I have never seen you smile before!" Jughead was getting just as angry now as Betty stood up so that they were face to face.
"What? Am I not allowed to enjoy someone complimenting me? Do I suddenly have to react to anything like you want me to? Since when did you become so controlling?" She bellowed.
"Of course you are allowed to enjoy a compliment, just not when it's something I'm not ready for!" Jughead shouted, louder than before. Betty just stood there as tears rose to her eyes.
"Wow. I had no idea that I married such a controlling immature man." Her lip trembled as she walked out of the room.
Jughead just scoffed and followed her out of the room.
"Oh I'm sorry. Do I have to ask your permission to leave the room as well?" Betty asked sarcastically, a single tear rolling down her face, as she turned around, after hearing footsteps behind her.
"Will you stop saying shit like that?" Jughead shouted, his face breaking. "The one thing that I had always been proud of is that I didn't treat my wife how my dad treated his, and now you're making me feel like the opposite of that." Jughead said as tears began to fall down his face too. They had obviously had fights before, it's inevitable, but this is the first time they had since their wedding and the first time that it was as personal as this.
"Yeah, well maybe you're more like your dad than I realised. You know? Not being ready for children and all that. Did you ever stop to think that maybe I don't want your babies? You just jumped to the conclusion that I was some clucky woman who was, oh so desperate to carry your children. Maybe Veronica's right, maybe you are a misogynist." Betty could see her husband breaking down, tears were pouring down his face as he crumbled, but she couldn't help herself, he'd hit a weak spot of Betty's and she can't remember a time that she was so defensive around Jughead. Jughead just stared at her in dismay, before his face contoured into anger.
"Well that's good considering that I don't want to have kids with you in case you turn out to be some psycho mother like Alice. I could always see you as the type of mother that drives her daughter to an eating disorder because she's too critical. Or drives her son to run away because she's so controlling. Oh wait. Your mother did do that. Your sister ran away and you starved yourself just to get her approval." Jughead's face changed to regret as soon as the words came out of her mouth. Betty turned around and walked to the doorway of the library before turning around, making direct eye contact.
"I guess the honeymoon phase is over then?" She asked before slamming the door and falling against it, letting out loud sobs, unaware that Jughead could hear everything, whilst his sobs poured out of his mouth before walking to the kitchen to make himself a sandwich.
30 minutes later
After Jughead had calmed himself down in the kitchen, he made his way over to the library. They both knew by now that when they were pissed at each other, they just needed some time in their favourite places of the house before reconciliation could happen.
"Knock knock." Jughead said before twisting the handle to see Betty sat in the rocking chair in the corner of the room with a book resting on her lap as she carefully read, still not acknowledging that he was in the room. Jughead knelt down in front of her whilst he placed the sandwich plate on the side table. "I made you a sandwich." Jughead announced.
"I'm not hungry..." Betty said, flipping the page of her book. Jughead sighed and felt immense guilt travel through him.
"Did I trigger you?" He whispered. All she did was nod as a fresh tear fell down her face before she quickly wiped it away. Jughead bowed his head and just sobbed. He had no clue how long for but it was long enough for Betty to mark her book and put it on the side table before lifting his chin with her finger.
"Why are you crying?" She asked simply.
"Because I used something as serious as your eating disorder against you and I said so much shit that I didn't mean, Betts." Jughead continued to cry as Betty's lip began to tremble.
"I started it. I shouldn't have pushed your buttons. I knew I was doing it but I just couldn't seem to stop the words from coming out." She whispered. "I used everything against you and I promised that I would never do that when I married you." She cried.
"I'm not gonna lie, you really hurt me but I know that I did the same to you. I didn't mean anything that I said and I don't believe any of it either, I was just so angry that I used your weaknesses against you and I shouldn't have done that." Jughead confessed.
"I did the same. Out of curiosity...what got you so angry? Do you really not want a baby with me that badly?" Betty's voice broke as she spoke. "Because I've always dreamt of being a mom, Jug, and you know that. But if you don't want that kind of future then-" Betty started.
"No! I do!" Jughead interrupted. "I love you, Betty and I do want a family with you but everything that you just said out there is the reason that I'm scared about this. What if I do turn out like my dad? What if I end up a drunk who controls my wife and doesn't show affection to his kids? I don't want to be that guy, Betty. I don't wanna be what you described but clearly I'm making my way there if you think I'm controlling." Jughead said.
"I don't think that you're controlling. I was just frustrated. I just wanted you to know how I felt about that specific situation. Doesn't mean that I think you're a controlling husband. You're everything but that. I have no doubt that you will be anything other than a great father just like you are a husband and the complete opposite of what I described out there. But if you don't want that, then I get it." Betty looked down at her lap with tears falling.
"Betty, I'm serious. I really do want a family with you. I'm just scared." Jughead grabbed her hand before moving to sit on the arm of the rocking chair and wrapping his spare arm around her.
"And you don't think I am? I'm terrified. I don't want to be like my mother, I don't want to do the things that you said because I know how much Polly and I struggled for most of our life and I don't want that for our family." Betty explained.
"I guess we're just gonna have to learn how to do this parenting thing together." He said, kissing her cheek. Betty looked up at him with her eyebrows raised.
"Do you want to start a family now, Betty?" Jughead asked, a slight smirk on his face. Betty wore a teary smile before laughing slightly.
"You were right. I am a clucky woman that is oh so desperate to carry your children." Betty chuckled, along with her husband.
"Actually, I believe that it was you who said that. So...do you want to have a baby now?" He asked, eyes shining in excitement, that was dulled soon after.
"I don't know, Jug." She sighed fiddling with her hands in her lap. He sat up slightly, trying to get a better look at her face.
"What do you mean? I thought you said that you were clucky?" He asked, confused.
"I am! I'm extremely clucky. Especially to have your babies but I just don't think that you are and I don't want to have a baby with someone who doesn't want it." Betty sighed, disappointed.
"Who said I didn't want it?" He asked.
"You did. Plenty of times over the last couple of hours. The last thing I want to do is to force you into something that you aren't ready for and then you leaving me alone with a baby to care for." Betty explained.
"Okay, firstly, I would never leave you. Secondly, I was kinda exaggerating tonight, I just felt bad for Archie. And I am ready for this, honey. I'm so fucking ready to put a baby in you and start this new chapter together." He had tears streaming down his face at this point.
"Are you sure? Because we've only been married for 3 months now, Juggie. Most people wait a while longer." Betty asked.
"Betty, we're not most people. Besides, by the time that baby is born, we'll have been married for a year if we start getting a good go of things now." Jughead explained.
"Now as in, right now?" Betty questioned, her voice lowered as she gulped when she saw the smirk on her husband's face.
"If you wanna." He smirked. They leaned in and kissed before Betty stood up, pushing Jughead down onto the seat of the rocking chair before straddling his lap.
"This is just gonna be a practise run. I'll be off the pill tomorrow." Betty explained as Jughead trails kisses down her neck.
"Shit, I forgot about that. Damn I wish I could get you pregnant right now." Jughead sighed into her ear. Betty moaned when he said that. "That turns you on, baby? Me saying that I want to put a baby in you?" He gasped. She rocked her clothes hips against his before letting out a whimper. "What was that, baby?" He asked, biting her ear.
"Yes, that turns me on. So much. Let's pretend that you are." Betty begged, whimpering her way through her sentences. He pulled away and looked at her.
"You wanna pretend that I'm putting a baby in you?" He asked. She nodded, biting her lip, feeling him grow harder against her. "Fuck, that's hot." He gasped. "I need to put a baby in you now, Betty. Let me get you pregnant." Betty moaned loudly before unzipping his trousers that were imprisoning his extremely hard bulge and yanking his boxers down to let him spring free before she pushed her panties to the side, both of them still clad in their dinner clothes. They made love whilst tears fell down their cheeks, whispering apologies and sweet 'I love you's' into the limited free skin that they could find.
1 hour later
Betty stood in the kitchen, making another sandwich for Jughead and one for herself, before her husband came up behind her, clad in only his boxers, wrapping his arms around her, in only his t-shirt and some panties.
"I'm sorry." He whispered into her neck for the hundredth time that night as she spread the butter.
"Jughead, you don't need to apologise anymore. We've moved on, remember." Betty sighed, resting her head back on his shoulder.
"I can't believe that I triggered you." Betty felt her neck get wet as she realised that Jughead was crying. "I know how awful that made you feel and yet I still said it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He places kisses, anywhere that he could find, hoping that his apologies would make their way to her heart through her skin. Betty turned around to face him, lifting his head up with her hands.
"I'm okay." She assured. "It was a temporary set back. But I'm fine, I promise. Besides, I need to bulk up, apparently it helps to conceive." She joked around the end. He looked up at her gratefulness in his eyes. He whispered an almost silent 'thank you' whilst she kissed away his tears. He slowly got down on his knees before lifting up her shirt to kiss her stomach.
"I can't believe that there's gonna be a baby in here soon." He cried, leaning his forehead against her stomach. She pulled his face up to look at her with a questioning look in her eyes.
"What changed? You were so adamant that you weren't ready for a baby this evening and now suddenly you're on your knees crying about how much you want one." Betty asked.
"I guess I just realised that I really want to do this with you and I was just being stubborn because I could be. But I don't wanna be anymore. I wanna be a dad. I wanna be a good father, for yours and the baby's sake. Or any other future baby after this one." Jughead explained.
"How many do you expect me to pop out?" Betty laughed, along with her husband.
"Hopefully as many as possible. I want to create as many lives with you as our bodies can take." Jughead smiles before leaning down to kiss her stomach again, whispering promises, not only to Betty but to their future baby that he was going to be the best father he possibly could. Jughead let his kisses trail a little lower before taking off her panties and making love to her again on the kitchen counter, praying that, even in the most unlikely case, that he was getting his wife pregnant right now.
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{A/N} ~ 3801 words, not including this. I hope you enjoy✨ Thank you for being so patient! I hope this was worth the wait. I promise I'm going to try my best to keep up a schedule soon when I get back to a normal routine. Also, sorry if there are any mistakes, I finished this late at night and I have read over it but there are probably lots of mistakes 😭 Lots of love🥰 - C x