Jarchie Oneshots

||Dr*gs, h*t t*bs, and sch**l||

• The whole group on a school trip
• sexual content (only towards the d end)
• Drug use
• Trans! and Femboy!Jughead

With the past year still hanging behind them all, anyone was more than eager for the school trip this year. Just a week with teenagers.

"-syth Pendleton Jughead Jones the damn third, you better not be still asleep!" Someone yelled outside of the trailer. Jughead groaned, rolling around the mattress. This was way too early.

"Jughead! Get the hell up, we're late!" Archie. That was Archie. Why was he at the trailer on a Sunday, especially so early in the day?

However, when he opened his eyes, he saw the problem. There on his wall was a big poster. It wasn't much, white background and with red lettering from his boyfriend: "Classtrip 2023!!!" then with small lettering underneath: "(Don't sleep in or I'll send Betty that photo of you drooling on me)"

Classtrip.

He slept in.

"Oh dammit!" Jughead threw the blanket off of his body before getting out of the bed.

"Ten minutes!"

"Five, tops!"

Jughead groaned, running to his closet to grab new clothes. He just quickly pulled on socks and some jeans over his boxers. His pajama hoodie would need to be enough for now. After that, he just grabbed his backpack before running outside.

"That... was quick"

"Because I didn't go to the bathroom. Do you have some gum? I didn't have time to brush my teeth"

"Yeah, in the bus. Let's go. We are already a half hour late" Archie said, grabbing Jughead's hand.

"I mean... We could always go with my motorcycle, then we could make it in time" Jughead said, grinning softly. Archie froze, shaking his head. It was evil — a bit. Archie had never been on a motorcycle before and he had stressed it enough times that he did not want to either.

"It's way too dangerous, Jughead! If my dad finds out about this, he will kill me — and you!"

"I know. However, we are late..."

"And who's fault is that?" Archie asked, chuckling. Jughead sighed.

"I'm sorry, Arch. I couldn't sleep all night and then I must have overheard my alarm or hit snooze. I don't know. Please don't be mad"

"I'm not mad, Jughead, not about this"

"We would make it in time if I drive us" Jughead mumbled. Archie sighed, though nodded.

"Alright, this one time. Only once! And you drive carefully, okay? None of those turns and so on that you do"

"Alright, no fun driving then" Jughead mumbled, shrugging. He headed back inside, though only to grab his helmet and motorcycle keys. He pushed the helmet into his boyfriend's arms before getting his motorcycle.

"The helmet okay?" Jughead asked.

"Yeah. What about you?"

"Don't need one. I'll be fine"

Maybe sleeping in wasn't that bad after all, especially once he felt Archie gripping onto his body as if Jughead would ride them straight to heaven.

Crybaby.

His crybaby though.

They arrived at 9:05am — just five minutes behind time. Jughead set Archie off next to the bus before driving behind the school to park his motorcycle. He parked it with a save distant though, somewhere where it wouldn't bother anyone. He was not keen on someone vandalizing it. He already had some problems with his father, ever since he and Archie came out. No need add a motorcycle repair to it.