Jughead sighed while running his hands through his hair, which was falling onto his face from underneath his famous beanie. He was searching through his drawers, trying to find a comfortable shirt that he could wear but was coming up unsuccessful. He wanted to go and surprise his girlfriend, Betty Cooper, that night. They hadn't seen each other in what felt like months but really had just been a week and a half.

She had been extremely busy this past week and a half. The Cooper family was imploding, with Hal locked up, and Alice and Polly following the cult that they called the farm and during all of this, Betty had been in the centre, trying to hold it all together. Not to mention the countless exams and assessments that had been piled onto her from school.

He couldn't really complain about her busy schedule though because he was almost just as busy.

He had been busy dealing with the Goolies, making sure they weren't up to anything and keeping the serpents in line, making sure they too weren't up to anything, like causing unnecessary problems between them and the northside. But of course that wasn't possible.

Now he didn't want to sound clingy but, he missed her so much. He didn't want to be 'that' boyfriend, but he had been texting her quite a lot, and yet, he got no reply from her and he was feeling a little, well a lot, forgotten.

He didn't blame her though, she had a lot of stress at home.

Little did he know, she was at home when she was wrapped in his arms, lying in his bed.

He grabbed his black S shirt from the bottom of the drawer and slipped it on, grabbing his keys to his motorbike and walking outside, on his way to Betty's house.

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Betty Cooper lied in bed, staring at the roof. She'd been feeling stressed lately mainly because of her family.

She also missed her boyfriend, Jughead Jones. She missed him that much that he had decided to wear his shirts to bed.

She knew she probably should have texted him back everytime he texted her, just checking in. She would've replied but she didn't want to scare him off, with her stress and worries, she loved him too much.

She sighed and rolled over.

She kept falling into her hole of stress before she heard it. The sound of rocks hitting the window.

She jumped up from her bed and rushed to her window, pulling Jughead in by the top of his shirt.

"Hey baby," he murmured, kissing her lips softly and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Hey," she whispered.

He stepped back and took in the sight of her.

"Isn't this my shirt?" he asked with a small chuckle.

"Yeah, they smell good," she muttered into his shirt. He looked down at her and smirked.

"You know, I spent a good amount time looking for a shirt to wear but I couldn't find any?" he laughed.

She moved out of his arms with a smirk and opened the bottom drawer of her dresser. It was filled to the brim with his shirts and jumpers.

"You're a weird girl, but I love you anyway," he said.

She gave him a little smile.

"Yeah yeah, I love you too, now come and cuddle with me."

A/N

Sorry that it's so short, but MERRY CHRISTLER. Only three more days until Christmas!

I'm a bit blank for ideas so does anyone have any suggestions?