Jabitha Oneshots

Cocoa

Jughead and Tabitha share mugs of Cocoa during the Winter.

Tabitha leaned over, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend's torso. His hoodie had begun to creep up as he slept, exposing his tattooed chest and tight boxer shorts.

For all our apartment's flaws, Tabitha thought, at least the heating allows us to dress down.

The sun had just begun to come up, its vibrant rays beaming in through the large window to the left of their bed. Through the cracks, she could see the blanket of white that awaited them outside.

Suddenly, she felt Jughead begin to stir. He stretched leisurely, careful not to dislodge Tabitha from his chest, "wearing my t-shirt again, I see?"

She glanced down guiltily. Yet again, she had stolen his favourite 'S' t-shirt, pairing it with a set of her own, reindeer-patterned pyjama bottoms.

"Sorry Jug, your clothes are way too comfortable to give up! And they smell like you," She added as an afterthought.

He ran a hand through her curls.

"Don't apologise, they look good on you."

They lay snuggled up like that for almost an hour, her head under his chin and his arm around her waist, before Jughead slid out of bed and stood up.

"Do you want some cocoa?"

She nodded, snuggling back under the blankets, leaving just her head visible.

"Uh, that would be great. I've been craving something sweet."

Jughead smirked, "See, I know you so well."

He kissed her on the head and left the room.

"Here you go," he said, passing Tabitha a steaming mug. The cocoa was topped with marshmallows, whipped cream and a candy cane, emitting a delicious, sweet scent.

"Jones, you've really outdone yourself, she said, taking a sip, "this is almost as good as the stuff my grandpa used to make for me when I was a kid."

They snuggled together, careful not to spill their drinks over the new sheets.

"I love you Jughead," Tabitha whispered.

She leaned in, and they kissed, the taste of the cocoa still on their lips.