Jabitha Oneshots

Cuddles

The lovers cuddle on the first day of December.

Snow fell from the sky, blanketing the porch in a thick layer of white. It was the first day of December and Jughead and Tabitha sat cuddled up on their sofa, buried under a large, fluffy blanket. Tabitha's head lolled onto his stomach as she drifted off to sleep, her chest rising and falling slowly as she breathed. Her lips were slightly parted and as she exhaled, she would blow a stray curl across her face, only for it to flop back against her forehead. Jughead absently stroked her back with his fingertips, causing her to snuggle closer into him, pressing her cheek into the crook of his arm.

The fire crackled merrily in the fireplace as they soaked up each other's warmth. Jughead felt his mind begin to wander as he too began to doze off. He wondered what adventures the rest of the holiday season would bring. As his eyes fluttered shut, he couldn't help but think that with his girlfriend by his side, this winter would be the best yet.