the adventures of Bughead and Toffee
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This isn’t the first time Jughead wakes up screaming in the middle of the night. It definitely isn’t uncommon for either one of them.
He sits up, his fingers tangled in his inky hair as he grips it desperately. His hands move from his hair, to his face where he feels the cold sweat under his fingertips, to his chest where he focuses on feeling the thrum of his heartbeat below his palm. Soon, his hands find something else… or rather, something else finds his hands.
Betty, her eyes barely open, has turned toward him. Jughead looks down between them, seeing her soft hands in his. Her thumbs stroke the backs of his hands sweetly.
“It’s okay,” she mutters, her voice groggy with sleep. “I’ve got you.” Betty says the words so confidently. He knows they’ve said them to each other a thousand times, but they don’t stop being comforting.
Her hands come up toward him, then she has his jaw cupped in her warm palms. She smells like his body wash and something sweet. Ever so gently, Betty pulls him down. He’s met with her eyes opening wider so he can see her glowing green irises.
“What is it?” she asks softly. “What happened?”
OR: B*rchie is just a nightmare
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- Part 1 of the adventures of Bughead and Toffee
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Still rummaging through a stack of pictures of crime scenes, Betty hears a heavy sigh. She knows it’s Jughead probably turning over in his sleep.
Toffee objects at being woken again, ever the disgruntled cat, and confirms Betty’s thought.
Betty almost screams when she feels a hand touch the crown of her head. Her head snaps in the direction of the body attached to that hand and finds a half-asleep, zombie-like Jughead.
His eyes are narrow, almost closed. His hair is all messy and pointing in a thousand directions. Betty notices the way he’s reaching out for her. His hands feel around, landing on the sides of her head, then her face, and his warm, callused palms eventually find the solidity of her shoulders. He continues to move his hands like he’s not sure what he’s touching. His fingers thread through her loose blonde curls one time and a sleepy smile reaches his face.
“Betty,” he mumbles.
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OR: Betty is obsessed with her job, Jughead wants Betty's cuddles, and Toffee wants to do whatever the hell she wants
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- Part 2 of the adventures of Bughead and Toffee