The Exception to the Rule

Part 13

Betty looked up at him with a smile "Sounds great, maybe we can try watching that movie?" She joked as she rolled out of his grip.

Jughead got up and quickly pulled the blankets up to cover Betty's still naked body.

"Don't move." He commanded pulling his pants and shirt back on. He scanned the room, unable to spot his crown

"Dude?! Are you home?!?" Archie screamed, sounding much closer than before

"Yea! I'll be right down" Jughead yelled back rolling his eyes deciding to forgo his beanie.

"Is it bad?" He asked pleadingly. Betty smiled, noting the uneasiness on his face as he tried to fix his tangled tresses.

Betty sighed, giving an uneasy nod "Kinda"

Jughead shrugged slightly defeated. He inhaled deeply before slipping out the door.

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He bounced down the stairs and rounded the corner into the kitchen to find Archie at the fridge, grabbing a drink.

"Hey, man" Jughead said as he entered, quickly grabbing two spoons from the drawer. "How was your date with Riverdale's raven haired princess?"

Archie turned to greet his friend "It was ok, how was dinner with Riverdale's Hitchcock blonde?"

"Good, She's upstairs. We're watching a movie, I just came down for ice cream" Jughead replied, it wasn't a full on lie. The movie had been playing. Archie knit his eye brows together noting his buddy's disheveled appearance, and lack of beanie crown.

"My dad has a pretty strict open door policy when it comes to girls, man" Archie warned with a knowing smirk

"Cover for me?" Jughead asked grabbing the dessert out of the freezer. As the words rolled off his tongue they sounded strange, and slightly foreign. Jughead cocked his head to the side and paused a moment before chuckling dryly.

"Sure thing, Jug" Archie said without missing a step. Though their relationship had been stained over the past few years, he would still do anything for Jughead, big or small, knowing Jughead would do the same for him in a heartbeat.

"Thanks, You're a peach" Jughead quipped on the way past, slapping the redhead firmly on the back.

Jughead took the steps back up to his room two at a time. He slid himself discreetly back into his bedroom to find Betty perched up on his bed wearing his flannel. The dark green fabric bringing out the same hues in her eyes. Her blonde hair was still loose, and she'd only bothered to clasp one centre button, adding to the beautiful reverie before him.

"Jesus Betts..." He sighed, stopping dead in his tracks feeling his pants tighten immediately

"What?"

"I told you not to move" Jughead scolded lightly with a wink. He had to be dreaming, she was every fantasy he'd ever allowed himself to have, but right here, in the flesh. This golden goddess couldn't possibly be real, let alone in his bed, wanting him.

Betty shrugged "I got cold, You're not mad? Are you Juggie?" She mocked tugging her bottom lip in between her teeth "Does it help if I say I found your hat?" She pleaded nodding to the knit cap beside her on the bed

"Kinda" Jughead smiled "We're never going to eat this ice cream" He mumbled quietly as he placed the frozen treat on his night stand. He moved to stand over Betty as she popped up onto her knees in the middle of his futon.

"You're gorgeous, Betty. I can't believe how sexy it is to see you in my clothes." Jughead said shaking his head, hooking his finger in the only secured button of his flannel shirt, and skimming over the valley in between her breasts with his finger tips. Looking up at him Betty sighed a moan, placing her hand over top of his and sliding it under his flannel to her breast. Jughead didn't remove his eyes from Betty's as he felt her nipple harden instantly under his touch.

"I feel really sexy in them." She mewled as Jughead palmed her breast, popping the button with his other hand. Jughead thumbed her nipples as Betty reached her hands up to cup his jaw gently before running her hands into his dark waves and grabbing hold. She tugged him towards her lips, capturing them in a passionate tug of war.

"I'm in love with you, Jughead" She purred against him. Feeling dizzy, Jughead exhaled deeply before scooping his arms around her waist, pulling her off the bed and flush with his body. Jughead pressed his lips to Betty's in a fervid kiss, their tongues coiling together

"I love you Betty, Always have. Always will." Jughead breathed into her.

"Is it safe to say that your rules about love and sex have been rendered futile?" She teased as she draped her arms over his shoulders and down his back, pulling the fabric of his tshirt up and over his head again.

"You, Betty Cooper are the only exception to the rule."