My first attempt at a Bughead story. I'm new to the Riverdale fanbase, but these two are to adorable to not love. I hope you enjoy!
I have no rights to the characters or Riverdale.
Betty hung up the phone and sat down on her bed. She could tell Jughead was stressed. Stonewall Prep was slowly killing her boyfriend. Taking a deep breath and looking around her room she tapped her fingers together, trying to find a way to help destress Jug.
Eyes landing on the red ribbon sitting on her desk from the box that Veronica had dropped off earlier. Betty smiled and walked over. Opening the box her grin widened when she looked at the deep red lingerie nestled among the tissue paper. Fingering the ribbon on the lid, Betty giggled. She had the perfect idea.
FP walked into the house and wandered to the kitchen taking off his work belt and setting it on the counter.
"FP," Betty asked coming into the kitchen.
"Betty," he sounded startled.
"Sorry."
"It's okay," FP smiled at the girl, "I didn't realize anyone was home."
"I came straight home so I could talk to Jug."
"How's he doing?"
Betty made a face, "he's stressed, but trying to hide it," she confessed.
Huffing out a breath, "that sounds like Jug," FP agreed, "he doesn't want to bother anyone with his problems."
"About that," Betty started, "I have an idea."
Arching an eyebrow, FP examined his son's girlfriend, "Betty, you know he hates surprises," he said slowly, "remember?"
Nodding, "yes I remember," Betty agrees, "but that night Jughead told me he wished it was just the two of us."
Shaking his head, Betty Cooper was anything if not determined, "so…"
"Well, this weekend it would be just the two of us."
"Jughead would definitely prefer that to a whole group of people," FP agreed, "but what's the surprise?"
Betty smiled coyly, "a present."
"I feel like I shouldn't even ask."
"Veronica bought me some lingerie," Betty started, FP coughed.
"I don't even want to know," he stated looking anywhere but at the young girl standing in front of him, he knew Jug and Betty were having sex, but he did not want to think about it.
"Sorry," Betty whispered, "I would be the present he has to unwrap," she finished.
FP coughed, "what do you need me to do?"
Neither of them heard Alice come in through the front door. She was livid. It was one thing for her daughter to be having sex at such a young age, but this, this was unacceptable. FP knew better than to encourage the two teenagers. He was a parent too.
"I need you to distract my mom so I can go to Stonewall," Betty explained, "she'll pitch a fit if she finds out my plan."
Crossing his arms and rocking his head side to side, FP looked at her, "you're right about that," he smiled, "I'll do my best."
"Thank you."
"When are you planning this surprise?"
"This weekend."
"Is that enough time?"
"I'll make sure it is," Betty grinned, "I just need to go store for some ribbon."
Alice had heard enough, stepping backwards quietly she slammed the front door.
Betty and FP jumped, "please," Betty pleaded.
FP nodded; he couldn't not help her. Betty had been the bright spot in Jughead's life for about 3 years now, who was he to stand in front of them being in love.
"Alice, that you?" he called.
"Yes," Alice said walking into the kitchen and setting her bag on the counter, "what are you two discussing?"
"Dinner," Betty said, "we were trying to decide if we should order in or make dinner as a family."
"Family?" Alice coughed. She knew that Betty respected FP, but that word held a vastly different meaning than just respect.
Betty looked at her mom stepping closer to FP, "yes, Mom, a family."
FP grinned, "Alice, she's not wrong," he said pulling Betty to his side and hugging her close, "we may not be a family in the traditional sense, but we're a family none the less."
"Mom?" Betty questioned looking at her.
"I'm okay," Alice admitted looking at the two most important people in her life, "I just…"
FP let go of Betty and walked over to Alice and pulled her to him, "we get it, Alice," he whispered against her hair.
The Coopers and Jones had been through a lot in the past couple years. More than most families should go through. Alice wrapped her arms around FP's middle and buried her face in his shoulder. FP looked over Alice's shoulder and nodded to Betty; her cue to go the store.
Betty nodded back and slinked past them. This was going to one surprise that Jughead was not going to see coming.
Purchasing the ribbon gave Betty butterflies in her stomach. She wasn't nervous to see Jug, she knew he loved her. But it was no secret that he hated surprises.
Taking a deep breath, Betty pulled up the train station schedule on her computer and made her plan. She was going to Stonewall Prep Friday at 4 p.m.
Sitting at school the next day was torturous. All Betty could think about was getting home and packing her bag to go see Jughead. He needed her, even if he wouldn't admit it. All she had to do was last through today and tomorrow.
"Betty, have you heard a word I have said?" Asked Veronica, looking curiously at her best friend.
"Sorry, V," Betty blushed, "I wasn't paying attention."
"Oh, we all noticed," Kevin added smiling.
"Just what were you thinking of cousin?" Cheryl questioned.
With all her friends staring at her, Betty blushed a deep pink.
"Jughead," Veronica, Cheryl and Toni stated in unison smiling amongst themselves.
Kevin sighed, "when he is coming home to visit again?"
"I have no idea," Betty said, "but I'm going to see him this weekend," she added quietly.
"What was that?" Veronica chided, grinning.
"Now, cousin, you can't keep all the drama to yourself."
Covering her face with her hands to hide the deep blush, "I'm going to surprise Jug, this weekend," she admitted through her hands.
Archie coughed, "Jughead hates surprises," he said adamantly, "don't you remember?"
Veronica slapped his arm, "yes, Archie, I remember," Betty quickly snapped, "but this is just a surprise for him."
"Oo a sexy surprise," Kevin observed, smiling from ear to ear.
"None of you can say anything to him!" Betty demanded, "he can't know."
"B, calm down," Veronica said coming to sit down beside her, "none of us will ruin your surprise."
They all nodded, "we know you miss him," Toni said looking at her, "of course cousin, it's natural that you would want to make some sexy memories with the hobo."
"Cheryl," Betty warned.
"Kidding."
Shaking her head, Betty let herself calm down and look forward to tomorrow after school.
Grabbing her over night bag, Betty smiled to herself and headed downstairs. FP was waiting there for her. He had turned out to a good dad to Jughead and Jellybean, but also the person most in Betty's life, besides Jug that she trusted.
"All ready," he asked taking her bag from her.
Betty nodded eagerly, "maybe a little nervous?" he asked as they climbed into his truck.
Nodding again, "Betty he is going to be thrilled to see you."
"I hope so," she admitted, her resolve that this was a good idea cracking slightly.
FP reached over and squeezed her shoulder, "thank you," she whispered, "for everything."
Smiling, "Betty," he started then coughed, "I should be thanking you," he continued, "if not for your determination for me to be involved in Jughead's life, I'm not sure I would be."
"FP," Betty whispered wiping her eyes.
"Please," he said, "you have been the brightest spot of his life and without you, I don't think I would have a son anymore."
Betty nodded and wiped her eyes again. She knew that that took a lot for FP to admit. He was a stubborn man, just like his son. Neither of them liked to be in their feelings, let alone let someone else know about them.
When they arrived at the train station, FP handed Betty her bag and coughed nervously. Betty smiled and stood on her tip toes to kiss the man on the cheek, "thank you for distracting my mom."
Laughing out loud, "she will have my hide when she finds out."
"You're not wrong."
"Betty, you two…" he started.
"We're safe."
FP nodded and took a settling breath, "I needed to know that much."
"Of course."
Nodding she headed into the train station to pick up her ticket. Gripping her bag handle, Betty headed out towards the loading platform. She was nervous and excited all at the same time. Her stomach in knots while her head was full of fireworks and butterflies.
Jughead sat at his computer, typing away. He had a huge assignment due next week and he was not happy with the progress he had made on it.
Placing his hands on the ever-present beanie on his head he lowered his head and took a deep breath. He wished he could be at home with weekend. God, that sounded weird. His mom had bought the Cooper's old house, but his dad couldn't misplace Alice and Betty after everything that had happened at the farm. Now his dad and Alice Cooper were sharing a bed while he and Betty were in the same bed. Well had been in the same bed. He missed Betty.
Stepping off the train, Betty took a deep breath and headed out to her waiting cab. She was going to surprise Jughead, if it was the last thing, she did. Which it very well could be, considering how much he hates surprises; she thought.
Walking through the doors of Stonewall Prep always filled Betty with an uneasy feeling. She couldn't describe the feeling; it was just off. Finding the nearest bathroom, she began her transformation into Jughead's present.
Not able to look at his computer anymore, Jughead headed out into the hallway. He needed to hear Betty's voice. Dialing her number, he couldn't hide his smile as it rang.
Betty grabbed her phone quickly and answered, "Jug…"
"Betty are you okay?" he questioned quickly noticing how out of breath she sounded.
Lightly laughing, "yes, Jug, I'm fine. I was just downstairs and heard my phone."
"I wish you were here," Jughead admitted putting his head against the wall, "Bret is gone for the weekend. We'd have the room to ourselves."
Exaggerating her sigh, "Oh, Jug, I wish I could come," she stated smiling to herself, "Veronica is hosting a sleepover at her speakeasy."
Jughead chuckled, "of course, I know it's last minute," he continued, "I just miss you."
"I miss you too," Betty agreed, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Talk later this weekend?"
"Of course."
Hanging up the phone, Jughead headed back into his room and got back to work on his assignment. He was so engrossed in his typing that he didn't notice his girlfriend standing his doorway.
Betty smiled as she watched her boyfriend type away on his computer. His mind was always going. There was no off switch. Which if she admitted it to anyone, that was of the things she loved most about Jughead Jones.
"Jug," she said quietly, trying to draw his attention to her.
Jughead didn't even look up. Betty laughed to herself.
Hearing a soft laugh coming from his doorway, "Betty?" he said surprised, "what?"
"Hit save," she commanded stepping into the room, shutting and locking the door.
Doing as she commanded, he turned in his chair and took in her whole outfit. Something was different about it.
"I was in the bathroom when you called," Betty explained coming to straddle him, "I knew you were stressed when we talked on Wednesday."
Lowering her mouth to his. The two kissed deeply as Jughead put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him while his hands crept up her back. Deeping the kiss as Betty rolled her hips against his.
Groaning, Jughead was not expecting her to break the kiss, "you haven't unwrapped your present yet," she whispered in his ear stepping of his lap.
Blinking rapidly, Jug took in Betty's appearance and noticed the dark red ribbon in her hair and her trench coat. He could tell she didn't have pants on, but instead some fishnet stockings and killer heels. Two things, Betty didn't wear.
"My present?" he whispered standing and walking towards her.
Betty nodded, "your destressing present," she whispered as his fingers undid the bow in her hair.
Slowly he let his fingers pull the tabs of the bow holding her hair away from her face. Trailing his fingers down her neck, he leaned down and pulled her into a kiss.
Almost losing her resolve to let him "unwrap" her, Betty gently pushed Jug away, "no more treats until you finish unwrapping."
Smirking he moved his hands from her hair and began to untie her trench coat belt, "so there are more treats?" he teased as he moved onto the buttons. Liking the way Betty's skin began to pinken with every button he undid.
No longer able to think in understandable words, Betty just nodded; noticing the way her boyfriend's eyes went from sea foam green to almost forest green in one look.
Undoing the final button, Jug looked at Betty and smiled. He held onto the lapels of her jacket lowering his mouth to hers.
Betty didn't hesitate as her hands went immediately to undoing the buttons on his shirt and pulling his tie off.
Pulling back, Jughead looked down at her and smirked. He was beyond in love with Betty Cooper. "Do I get more treats now?" he whispered as he pushed the trench coat from her shoulders.
Nodding, Betty smiled as Jughead took in her whole outfit, "wow."
Stepping towards him, "do you like your surprise?" she whispered running her fingers along his cheek.
Gulping, he just nodded and cupped Betty's face and kissed her. Pulling her flush against him, he heard her moan. Tracing her bottom lip, Jug groaned as Betty's hands trailed down his chest towards his belt.
The soft red lace cushioned his fingertips as he began to pull the strings that were holding the corset top Betty was wearing together.
Slowly Betty stepped away from Jughead and pulled his tie off with a snap before pushing his shirt off his shoulders. Grabbing his belt loops she pulled him back to her and sealed their reunion with a kiss, smiling as he pulled the corset apart in the back letting it grow looser around her.
Sighing she moved her mouth from his and towards his neck as her hands trailed up his chest to tangle in his dark brown locks. Pressing against Jug, Betty giggled as his hands cupped her ass picking her up and turning them towards his bunk.
Taking advantage of her new position, Betty gently rolled her hips against Jugs, smiling and nipping at his neck when she heard him groan.
"How are you enjoying your surprise?" she whispered lowly in his ear.
Jughead didn't answer. Capturing Betty's mouth again he pressed her back against the post of the bunk bed and traced her lower lip with his tongue.
Holding her against the post with his hips, Jug tangled his hands in her blonde hair fighting for dominance of their kiss.
Needing a breath, Betty pulled back and bumped her head on the post as Jug peppered her neck and chest with kisses, "oh god, Jug," she moaned as he pressed against her harder.
Feeling his arousal, Betty slipped her hands between them and swiftly undid his belt and pants, needing to feel him.
Jughead wasn't going to be able to sustain this much longer, he needed Betty. Feeling her hands undoing his belt and slip his pants loose from his hips. Needing to feel her, he slipped one hand from hair and trailed it slowly down her body as he returned his mouth to hers.
Lightly trailing his fingers along the outer side of her thigh, Jughead felt Betty's breath catch as his fingers moved slowly towards her soaked center.
"Jug," she breathed as he undid the snaps that were wet with pleasure.
Letting his middle finger travel along the slit between her folds, Betty arched her back off the post as her hips dug into his. Jug smiled as her hands clutched his shoulders with white knuckles as he slowly began teasing.
Rocking her hips against his only made the sensation stronger as Betty lost all control of her body. Wrapping an arm around the post behind her and the other hand fisted into Jughead's hair pulling his closer and as his thumb drew small circles on her clit.
Using his free hand, Jughead swiftly undid all the small snaps holding the fishnet stockings in place around Betty's thighs.
Betty felt the snaps from her garter belt being undone. Opening her pleasure closed eyes, she grinned when she noticed Jughead was smirking at her. He knew he had her.
Increasing the pressure of his thumb on her clit and the movement of his fingers inside her, he felt her walls tighten around his fingers. Closing the distance between them, Jughead pressed his mouth against Betty's as her first orgasm of the night hit.
Coming down from the high, Betty looked at Jughead and smiled, "so?" she asked pushing the curl out hair out of his eyes.
"Best surprise, ever," Jug responded kissing her neck softly.
Giggling to herself, Betty tangled her fingers in Jug's hair as he assaulted her neck with kisses and nips.
Using the leverage of the post, she kicked off her heels and pushed him away. Jughead took a step back as the corset around her middle fell to the floor. Bending one leg at the knee, Betty slowly lowered the stocking, watching Jug's eyes darken. After repeating the process, she stepped towards him, tugging his pants down.
"Betty?" he sighed as she kissed down his chest lowering herself to her knees, "you…"
Not letting him finish his sentence, Betty took Jug in her mouth and slowly bobbed her head down. Using her other hand, she gently rubbed the opposite direction of her tongue as she picked her pace up.
Needing some balance, Jughead directed Betty back towards the bunk bed. Noticing that her garter belt had buttons he nimbly undid them, as she took him deeper than she had before.
"Oh god," he moaned, "Betty, Bet…"
Jughead didn't complete his sentence in time as Betty hollowed her mouth and felt him cum in hot spurts in her mouth. Slowly bobbing as she swallowed, she let him go with a pop.
Grabbing the bar under his bed, Jughead leaned forward looking down at Betty who was smiling widely.
"That's one way to start a weekend off," he teased helping her up.
"You're not stressed anymore," she answered kissing his cheek softly as her garter belt fell to the floor.
"I'm glad you're here," he whispered pulling her close, "but you didn't need the outfit."
Laughing, "I know, but I wanted too."
"Are you tired?" he asked kissing her head.
"Not an ounce," she murmured.
Picking her up, Jughead gently placed her on his top bunk and climbed up. Laying back against his pillows with her hair covering them, he didn't think he had ever seen anything more beautiful.
Hooking her finger, Betty beckoned Jughead to her. Opening her legs, she smiled as he settled between her thighs.
Kissing her deeply, Jug gently pinned her hands above her head as he kissed down her body. Stopping only to give her hardened nipples a gentle nip, gaining him a wiggle and deep sigh.
Continuing his path, he let go of her hands and lifted her legs on to his shoulders as he breathed in her scent. It was intoxicating.
"Jug," Betty pleaded as she felt his hot breath against her folds, "oh, um…"
Arching her back, she grabbed handfuls of his hair, thankful he had been letting it grow longer.
Slowly licking and sucking, Jug smiled as Betty moaned with pleasure. He loved when she had handfuls of his hair.
Sliding his middle finger inside he groaned when felt how tight she was. Stroking he felt himself harden as Betty moaned, "oh god, Jug."
"What?" he teased lifting his head from between her legs.
Betty lost all sense of thought when she saw the smirk on his face. He was the only person who could render her speechless.
Leisurely, Jug circled her clit before coming to hover over Betty. Bracing on his forearms, Betty put her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him into a delicious kiss.
Opening her legs farther, Betty felt Jughead push in. Lolling her head back, she let herself relax to accommodate him. It had been a while since they done this.
"You okay," he whispered kissing her ear softly.
Shifting her hips, she felt him settle inside her, "yes," she whispered back kissing his shoulder and they began their matched rhythm.
Jug's hand went behind Betty's thigh as he drove deeper inside her. Betty couldn't contain her moan at the new position. He always seemed to know when they needed to resituate.
"Jug, harder," she pleaded feeling the tightness in her stomach.
Smirking he kissed her head as he picked up the pace. Feeling her walls tighten, he almost lost control until he felt her sudden release. Driving harder for a few more thrust, Jug felt his release hit when Betty propped herself up and drew him into a kiss.
Coming off his orgasm, Jughead laid his head in the crook of Betty's neck and sighed. Betty wrapped her arms around Jughead's neck and held him close. The two held each other for moments before Jughead gently sat up and rolled off her.
"Please tell me you don't have anymore lingerie in that bag," he pleaded cupping her cheek.
Smiling, "don't think you can handle it if I do?" she teased tracing his fingers.
Jughead laughed, "not that," he said kissing her head, "I won't let you go home on Sunday if you do."
Betty laughed and rolled onto her side, "that wouldn't be very fair to your dad."
"My dad?" Jug questioned.
"He's covering for me with my mom so I could surprise you."
"Good ole FP Jones," he smirked.
Betty leaned forward and kissed him softly.
Tapping her nose, Betty laughed when his stomach growled, "when was the last time you ate?" she asked.
"A couple hours before you arrived," he admitted smiling, "this is the longest I've gone with out a snack."
"Uh!" Betty protested shoving his shoulder, "are you saying I'm not a snack?"
"Betty, you're definitely a snack," Jug conceded smirking, "but you're filling in a completely different way than food," he stated brining his lips to hers.
Sighing she wrapped her arms around his neck as he laid her back down.
Jughead's stomach was not going to cooperate. It growled again and she couldn't help but laugh, "okay, let's find something filling for you to eat."
Jug nodded, "yes, then we can continue with our regularly scheduled plan."
Betty laughed as she untangled herself from the sheet on his bed.
The next day was much of the same. Betty and Jughead made the most of the time they had together. Barely leaving his room let alone his bed.
When Sunday came, she didn't want the weekend to end, "I don't want to go home," she groaned flopping back against the pillows.
Jug smiled and trailed his hand along her collarbone following it up by kissing and nipping all the way to her neck, "hmm, so stay," he whispered.
Betty sighed feeling herself relax. She was supposed to be at the train station. Getting ready to board so she could be home in time for dinner.
"I wish I could," she murmured as Jughead captured her mouth in a long kiss.
Wrapping her arms around his neck she rolled them over.
Straddling him she smiled as she feathered her hands down his chest, watching his eyes darken and then close as she slowly slid down his length.
FP looked down at his phone and smiled. He had known better than to actually believe that Betty was going to be on her original train home. She was going to stay at Stonewall Prep with Jughead for as long as she could.
"FP, have you heard from Betty?" Alice asked after noticing him check his phone.
"Yeah, she just texted, she's going to eat at Veronica's," he answered.
Alice huffed, "I haven't talked to her all weekend."
Laughing, "she's a teenager," he said, "as parents we are the last people she wants to talk to right now."
"I hate when you're right," Alice said kissing cheek as he passed her.
Fours hours after her original train left, Betty was standing at the train station with a red ribbon holding her hair back, hugging Jughead, "I'm going to miss you," she whispered into his shoulder.
Jughead held her closer, "I'm just a phone call away if you need me."
Betty nodded as they kissed goodbye. She hated leaving him here. But she knew that Stonewall Prep was better for him and his writing. It would have been selfish of her to ask him to stay just for her.
I'm at the train station. My train leaves in 15 minutes- Betty
Okay, I'll be there to pick you up. Have you eaten? – FP
Not food. – Betty
I didn't need to know that. – FP
Sorry. – Betty
Putting her phone in her purse she headed out to the platform and clutched her bag closer.
FP left the house a little after getting Betty's text. He couldn't help but smile at her message. Being a guy himself he knew how those urges went. On top of that he knew what being in love with a Cooper woman meant. He could only imagine the shit eating grin Jughead had on his face right now.
Alice noticed FP get a string of texts that he didn't let her see. They have to be from Betty, she thought, she wasn't at Veronica's all weekend. Shaking her head, she finally figured out why FP got so squirrelly whenever she brought up her daughter. Betty had gone to see Jughead at Stonewall Prep.
She had to come grips with her daughter dating a South Side Serpent, but now Jughead was Serpent King and that made Alice nervous all over again. Her daughter wasn't brought up to handle the responsibilities of being Serpent Queen.
Grabbing her keys, Alice hurried out the door when she heard FP's truck head down the street. She didn't have time to work herself up with Betty spending the weekend with Jughead.
Sitting on the bench, FP watched the clock. He knew that a watched clock moved slower, but he was anxious to have this weekend over. It was hard covering for Betty. Even if it was for a good cause.
"FP," Betty said standing in front of him.
"Sorry," he said coming out of his haze, "been there long?"
"About a minute."
"Got caught up in my own thoughts," he admitted pulling Betty in for a hug.
Betty returned his hug and smiled, "that happens to everyone," she said, "how did everything go?"
"I think we'll see when we get home," FP commented.
"I can't thank you enough for covering for me," Betty stated, "I really needed this weekend."
FP shook his head; he didn't want to know any details. Nope, not where his son and Alice's daughter were concerned, "FP?"
"Sorry, I just…"
Alice watched from the corner as FP and Betty greeted each other. They had a unique bond. One she didn't share with her daughter. Betty trusted him with things she didn't trust her with.
"You don't want to know," she supplied to FP.
"Exactly," he agreed, "are you hungry?"
"Yes."
"Pop's?"
"Read my mind."
Following them out, Alice envied how easy it was for them to communicate.
"Without details," FP started, "did you have a good weekend?"
Betty laughed, "yes we did," she started, "we didn't stay in bed all weekend. You know Jug has to eat."
Shaking his head, because yes, he did know his son and his insatiable appetite, "and…"
"We were safe," she said then stopped.
"But…"
"We did run out of condoms."
"Betty!"
"I'm on the pill," she defended, "I have been since Jug and I got interrupted at the trailer."
FP looked at Betty as he opened her door for her, "get in and I'll explain."
Alice stopped listening when the condom came up. Betty was going to follow in hers and Polly's footsteps. That was the one thing that she hadn't wanted for her youngest daughter. Betty was so much smarter, had a much brighter future, and now it could be on the line.
"The pill isn't always effective," she whispered to herself as she climbed into car and followed FP's truck to Pop's.
Taking a deep breath, FP looked at Betty, "it was after the jubilee," she started, "Jug and I agreed that we weren't going to give up on you," she continued noticing that FP breathed a sigh of relief, "then he told me he loved me," she grinned, "I told him I loved him too," she couldn't hide the smile in her voice, "that's when things got heated."
"How heated?" FP coughed out.
Smiling, "well we almost consummated our relationship on the kitchen counter."
FP barked out a laugh, "who interrupted you?"
"The Serpents. They gave Jug his jacket that night."
"God, sometimes they have awful timing."
"We actually thought it was my mom banging on the door."
"If it had been, you wouldn't be living in Riverdale anymore," FP grinned.
Betty laughed, "you're not wrong."
"So since then?" he asked.
Nodding, "I didn't realize how badly I wanted Jughead until that night," she explained, "but all the sudden there was this urge to get him undressed as fast as I could, so I feel him against me."
Swallowing hard, "so it didn't happen after the Serpents left?"
"No, not until months later actually," Betty clarified.
FP had never been so grateful that Riverdale was a small town. They pulled into Pop's parking lot and got out. He was at a loss for words. On one hand he was happy that they were safe, but on the other, he had hoped that his son would be smarter than him in the sex department.
Betty watched FP have an internal conversation. She didn't know what to say to make him feel more at ease with the fact that she and Jughead had sex regularly. What did they think was happening when they shared a bed before he went to Stonewall Prep, she wondered as they sat.
"Can I ask you something?" she asked looking at FP.
FP nodded taking a drink of his coffee, "how come I can talk to you about sex and while it's awkward you don't judge me for it?"
Alice heard the last bit of Betty's question and took it personally. She just wanted her to have all the facts. Something that Betty generally prided herself on having, but right now she was acting like a sex depraved teenager.
Noticing that Alice came in, FP hide his smile, "Betty, you're not my daughter," he began, "so to some degree that makes these conversations easier. I have no right to tell you how to behave or how to live your life."
"But I…"
Holding up his hand, "let me finish," he said, "your mom still sees you as that little girl with pig tails in the pink overalls, who thought boys had cooties and wanted nothing to do with them."
"I haven't been that way for a long time," Betty defended as Pop set their food in front of them.
"She also doesn't want you to make the same mistakes we made."
Betty looked at FP. She had never thought of it like that, "but…"
"Your mom is a complicated woman."
"No kidding."
"She will never be okay with you having sex or disappearing for a weekend to have countless rounds of it."
"It's not just the sex she doesn't like," Betty said quietly.
FP grinned, "Alice is coming around to embracing her south side more and more."
"That doesn't mean she'll ever accept that I love Jughead."
"I think she accepts more than you know," FP said, "but I think it scares her."
"Why?"
"Because it reminds her of us."
"An unfinished love story?"
"Something like that."
"Are you going to invite her to join us?" Betty asked grinning.
"How long have you known?" FP laughed motioning to Alice to join them.
"Since the train station," she laughed, "my mom is not subtle."
"No, she is not."
Betty fingered the ribbon in her hair, "FP…"
"It'll stay between us," he said as Alice got closer.
"Thank you."
Alice noticed the red ribbon in Betty's hair and how she fiddled with it. She wanted to ask, but the protective look on FP's face told her that she was not to question her about it. Swallowing back her inquisition she sat down next to him and smiled as Betty ate her way through a burger and fries in no time flat.
Betty excused herself when her phone rang, it was Jughead. Walking out to the parking lot she couldn't help but smile.
"Did you make it home?" Jughead asked yawning.
"Not yet," she said, "FP brought me to Pop's for some dinner."
"I miss those burgers."
"Thanks," she teased.
Jughead laughed, "I love you."
"I love you too," she yawned, "good night Jug."
"Good night Betts," he answered, "thank you for my surprise.
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