Jeggie Oneshots

||I'll show you the stars||

• Reggie showing the prince how to see the stars
• smut (top!Reggie, bottom!Jughead cause obviously)
• Royal au
• Bit of praise kink and power play, ig
• and maybe a bit of edging

Jughead loved the universe.

Reggie noticed that within the first week of serving him. After cadet school, he was transported to the bronze court right away. He was one of the best in the written tests but what got him up to the golden court within three years was his skilled fighting. He was born to follow orders, movements quick, thinking on point and fulfilling the task without any questions. People turned to him for advice, though nothing would have prepared him for the prince.

There was no position open at first. However, there were rumours about the primary of the prince being at trial. Nobody in his circle knew what exactly happened but shortly after, the position was open and the commander knocked on the door to his chambers, asking if he would want it.

Of course he had wanted it.

Nobody would say no to that.

So then, there he was.

Reggie would never call the prince arrogant but he did sleep in on his first day of duty and then just went on to scold him about not waking him up sooner. Reggie swallowed that one down and then just dressed him in silence. He listed off the tasks of the day and made sure that he had enough for breakfast. He towed along to his meetings and later on to the private bathrooms too, washing his hair with soft shampoo that smelled of lavender with a hint of citrus. All the while, he underwent criticism and snark comments and every time, he bit his lip to stay quiet — because he was not supposed to react to those things.

That's how it went for the first few days, perhaps a week passed, but eventually his behaviour changed and instead of an arrogant, egocentric prince... Reggie got a flirtatious young man that he had to spend at least twelve hours a day with, six times a week.

And gracious, the prince was good at flirting.

His smile was cunning, his eyes stunning and his hair. God, perhaps Reggie had showered his hair twice, just to get his hands in them longer. The man was handsome, he couldn't deny that, but he was the prince and they were definitely not on the same rank.

"Will you look at the stars?" The prince asked, only turning around shortly to make sure that Reggie was watching him. He sighed softly, resting his chin on his hands as he looked out of his window. Reggie had found him in that position a lot during the night, looking into the dark night sky with such wonder and amazement.

"They're beautiful tonight" Reggie whispered, approaching him.

"They're always beautiful"

"You keep on telling me so"

"Because it's the truth. It's... It's so amazing how we know so much, yet nothing. Sometimes I just... wonder"

"About?"

"About humanity and how high the probability is that I'm living while you live, for example" Jughead whispered, turning his head around to face Reggie, who returned his look, though then turned away. It wasn't the first time that the prince had given him signs like these. He never provoked it though and perhaps it was the night already lulling everyone else to sleep or the absence of the knowing sun that made him decide against his own code.

"You're the one talking, I'm nothing compared to you"

"Well, I'm not comparing right now. I'm just observing you" After a once over, his gaze returned to Reggie's eyes, smiling softly "And your soft hair and your chocolate brown eyes and your strong hands, handling everything with such delight when you're around me. It's fascinating with what kind of hard work you do everything in here, as if every move is preprogrammed and there is nothing or anyone who can disturb you. So it gets me to wonder — what do I have to do to throw you out of balance?"