"RIVERDALE IMAGINE: Betty expresses her feelings for you while you give her a make over"

warnings: making out / its just really really gay, like oh my god it's gay

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Betty was in love with Archie.

She always had been and somehow you just figured that she always would be. Not that you wanted her to be, in fact you had spent an entire year praying she would stop one day. But that was selfish of you, all you wanted was for her to be happy with someone.

Watching Archie fall for Veronica was almost as hard for you as it was for Betty. It wasn't uncommon for you, Betty and Veronica to hang out often and rant about boys and girls. Veronica often joked about the love of her life being a Mexican girl back home. Betty tried her best not to mention for the millionth time that Archie was her first and current love.

But recently things had become complicated. Veronica spent more time with Archie than normal. Betty distanced herself from the redheaded boy and suddenly you two were together almost every night.

It was wonderful and painful all at once.

Safety was the hug she gave you every night before you crossed the street to your own house. It was the way her hair felt between your fingers when she let you brush it to calm her down on rough nights. It was especially the way she curled up to you on the nights you stayed over to watch movies and fall asleep in her bed.

You had always imagined yourself with a Veronica. Someone thrilling whose looks gave you a slight shock when they walked into the room. Maybe someone slightly mysterious and sexy.

Your love for Betty had snuck up on you over the years. Now you were so engrossed by it that no one else could hold a candle to her. She was the brightest part of your life.

That particular night you were brushing blush across her cheeks and trying to calm your heartbeat down. Betty always had a lovely scent, it was soft and made your chest flood with warmth, maybe made with a hint of baby powder and coconut. Everything about her was familiar and loving, no one else could give you that feeling.

"I'm glad we got the homework done, I bet we're the only ones finished," she said excitedly, the particular infliction to her words that made you smile. There was something unique in her voice when she got serious about something.

Betty was an impressive student, but she didn't exactly get intense about homework that often. You decide to brush off the thought and grab the comb off her vanity table. The calming pink of her room combined with the twitter of her voice reminded you that you had her all to yourself for the night.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs swinging back and forth while you sat cross legged behind her. She was beginning to bite her nails and you smacked her hand lightly while telling her to stop messing up her lipgloss and the nail polish you had just put on her.

"Yeah I'm happy to have it over with. Now we have the whole weekend off." You started to pull the gold coloured comb through her flaxen waves of hair. She flinched when it tugged through a knot and you put a hand on the top of her head to steady her as you ran the brush through again.

"Do you have any plans for the weekend?" she asked tentatively, her shoulders tensing slightly.

"I thought we were supposed to all try and sleep in Jughead's treehouse like when we were kids? We promised Veronica we could all fit even though that's a complete lie."

Betty laughed and shrugged, seemingly relaxing a bit as you finished brushing her hair and pulled it through an elastic.

"Well Jughead texted to say that he's visiting his cousins in the city and it wouldn't really be like old times if he isn't there. Archie still wants to but I... Maybe you and I could just stay here for the weekend and let Veronica and Archie go?"

Your lips became twisted in a slight grimace as your brows furrowed. Betty hadn't spent a weekend with Veronica and Archie in weeks, instead recruiting you for a slightly absurd amount of sleepovers. Everything seemed perfect at school, but you were beginning to think that those school weeks exhausted Betty's happy-go-lucky facade.

"Betty, I don't want you missing out on these times with our friends. I know how hard it is for you to be around Archie and Veronica but I don't want you constantly stuck with just me when–"

"Archie? You think I still want Archie?"

Her words rang through your mind a few times before you realized you wearing an embarrassingly shocked expression that couldn't have been attractive. Betty wasn't making sense; if she didn't love Archie then why did she only ever settle for hanging out with you?

"You've always loved Archie, why wouldn't I still think you want him? I thought you've been using me to avoid him and Veronica." You didn't mean to sound as hurt as you were, but it had been building up in the past few weeks. You ate up every moment of attention Betty gave you, but subconsciously you had always figured you were sort of being used.

Betty swung around and readjusted herself on the bed, looking at you face to face. Her cheeks were flush with more than the light blush that you had put on them earlier and you noticed the tips of her ears were heating up. She was the same nervous mess you had seen back when she used to follow Archie around like a puppy dog.

"I wouldn't use you for anything, Y/N. I want to spend every second with you sometimes and I know that sounds crazy but if it does, so be it. I can embrace that because spending time with you is when I'm happiest."

You didn't mean to stare at her so intensely but it was as if her words had cast a spell on you. She grabbed your hand between hers and ran her fingers from the heel of your palm to the padding of your finger tips. You shivered and your eyelids fluttered, melting into a puddle of disbelief and complete bliss.

"Betty, I..." your words seemed to fade away as you became enraptured by your reflection in her jade eyes. You looked absolutely lovestruck and suddenly it became so clear that she had to have known. It was too obvious, too clear how much you loved her.

"I know," she whispered, her words as wispy yet tangible as cotton. You could practically feel it's underlying meaning stroking your cheek.

And then her words were replaced by her feathery touch against your jaw and the unsaid thoughts on your lips met with hers. Breath was hardly a necessity when the push and pull between your mouths was far more addicting. The taste of bubblegum lipgloss with a hint of cosmetic bitterness met your tongue as it ghosted across her bottom lip. A soft, breathless kiss with flavoured lipgloss couldn't have been any more Betty.

The palm of your hand was melded against her thigh, kneading circles into her soft skin. Betty sat up on her knees and moved closer against you, her legs parting as she moved into your lap. Your hand moved up against her hip and guided her legs as they wrapped around your waste. The manoeuvre was hardly flawless but it only made you pull her tighter against you. The slight weight of her body elicited a moan from your throat and her teeth dug into your bottom lip in response.

You took a deep breath and her lips pressed against your jaw, moving slowly towards your neck almost teasingly. You gripped the sleeve of her dove white cardigan and she sucked gently at your neck, a pulsing beginning between your thighs.

"Slow down." Your words were deep and hushed, the only tone you could manage. You could feel Betty's lips twist in a smile before she pulled back and placed one last kiss against your mouth.

"Countless sleepovers and we somehow avoided this for how long?"

"Too long," you responded quickly, releasing your choke hold on the material of her cardigan. She stayed sitting in your lap and stroked your jaw, creating small indents into your skin with the curve of her finger nail. "But we'll have plenty more to make up for it."

She grinned, a gleam in her eyes letting you know that she found your wavering self control amusing. You sighed and wrapped your arms around her, leaning into her and letting your head rest against her chest. She began to run her fingers through your hair and you just breathed her in for a few moments.

"I love you a little too much, Betty Cooper."

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