Calm Waters [Jughead x Archie]

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"Reggie stop" I smiled at him while I pushed his face away. My hands returned to either side of neck, I played with the loose material on either of his shoulders.

"One more." He begged as he began to lean in again causing me to smile even more.

"One more." I echoed.

Reggie leaned in until the top of his head was against my chest. His left hand grabbed one of my fries off my paperplate and he shoved it in his mouth.

I agreed to take things slow with Reggie. Since Archie was gone now; had been for three days, I decided that I needed to be more open to people. Reggie is technically the next best thing. I have been hanging out with Reggie since Friday because I needed a distraction from the sharp pain in my chest; it was for the best.

No matter how hard I tried to forget about him I couldn't, everything seemed to be working against me. I'd wake up in the morning and find something that's been missing for years from him. Or I'd walk by something and get these weird flashbacks of him. I snapped out of the thoughts, I can't keep thinking of him like this.

I guided my hand to the back of Reggie's head where I racked my hands in and out of his jet black hair as his head was still in my chest. He pulled away so now he was staring at me.

I hadn't particularly gained feelings for Reggie, but I knew something was there; something was hiding under the midst of my feelings. Maybe I even liked Reggie, who knows. What I do know is that my other feelings were overwhelming me; making my thought process hazy.

I was getting lost in my train of thought again until Reggie stole another fry off my plate without permission.

"Hey." I glared at him as I place my hands over my paper plate. Sure Reggie was the next best thing but he still got on my nerves especially when he steals my food.

The sun was finally setting. Me and Reggie had been at the park all day. Mostly talking about what we were going to do when high school was over which is technically Friday. Reggie told me that he wanted to go to collage, my answer was going to be a drug dealer because I'm sure Reggie could pass as one; but collage works.

We drove to my house and stayed in my room talking about whats happened over the years which wasn't entirely bad. I talked about how he use to bully me and I could tell he felt guilty because of the look on his face.

Then 1am came around and I insisted on Reggie sleeping in the guest bedroom, which was literally a crossed from mine. But then it turned to, 'you can sleep with me.' I don't know how Reggie does it, it's probably his charms because I told him he could stay which wasn't like me.

He did stay, he actually made himself right at home. He began to take his shirt off, lifting it over his head before tossing it aside. Why did everything seem to be going in slow motion? And why was he smirking at me. He even undid his pants and threw them on the floor which made my face heat up.
Let's just say Reggie has the full package. So much for taking things slow.

I was sitting on my bed watching; I'd like to say gazing rather than staring. He crawled to the left of me which was the closest to the wall and collapsed on my bed; he was taking up technically the whole bed.

He stayed laying on his stomach, showing off his back muscles, I was half tempted to just sit and stare at them. Deciding against it I laid back on to my side. Which wasnt really a side because the whole left of me was hanging off. It was also getting really hot being up against Reggie. I wasn't going to be like him and take off all my clothes though. I turned on my side facing away and shut my eyes; only to reopen them when I felt Reggie wrap his arms around me. If it weren't for how tired I was and the lack of space on my bed I would of yelled at him for that. He tucked his face into the crook of my neck.
"Your shirt is going to rub my skin raw." He whispered into my ear. I rolled my eyes at his comment.

"Deal with it." I said snobbishly.

"I have a better idea." I could hear the smirk in his tone which already made me question his 'idea.' He grabbed my arm and sat up, dragging me along with him.

He put his hands under shirt which felt like an eternity and almost made me squirm with discomfort. I was definitely not even close to being as built as Reggie which made me very self-conscious; especially in this situation. But just as quickly as he tore his shirt off he ripped mine off just as quick. I almost wanted to shield myself from him, at least it was dark.

"You can keep the pants." He reassured me, I could definitely picture him winking at me after he said that. I rolled my eyes at him and laid back down. He followed my actions and wrapped his arms around me again. Skin on skin with someone who wasn't Archie almost made me panic. Reggie's right hand began to explore my body but I quickly grabbed his hand and returned it to it's original spot. He was making me very nervous. I shut my eyes tight and waited for sleep. But sleep never came to me. It did for Reggie though, his soft snores filled the silent air.

I think I was being paranoid, because I could suddenly hear a tapping noise? I rubbed the sleep from my eye and waiting to see if the tapping continued. Silence. An eerie silence. Like I predicted Reggie was a heavy sleeper. I even pushed him off of me so I could get up and he didn't even acknowledge that I had moved away.

I shifted towards the window as quietly as I could, I opened it and looked around. I couldn't spot anything until someone pushed me aside and entered my bedroom. When they were fully in my room they spoke,

"Jughead, Betty-" a fimilar voice began loudly. I could see the silhouette turn towards my bed where Reggie was laying.
"What the hell is he doing here?" They began to whisper scream.
"Why is he here? Are you two-"

"Archie, why are you hear?" I changed the subject before he could finished.

"Betty is in the hospital and you're sleeping around with Reggie?" His voice began to grow louder from a whisper.

"I didn't sleep with him." I defended quickly.

"How am I suppose to know that?" Archie growled.

"Because we didn't." Reggie interjected.
"What are you doing here buddy?" I could hear the growing anger in Reggie's voice already.

Reggie joined us by the window, his silhouette towered over mine and Archie's.

"Look I didn't come here for nothing." Archie said calmly as he knew Reggie would most likely start a fight with him if he was still yelling like he was earlier.
"Betty is in the hospital and we need to go." Archie finished.

Archie reached for my hand and Reggie abruptly cut him off by grabbing my hand first. Though I couldn't see Archie do it I'm pretty sure he rolled his eyes at us.

"I'll meet you in the car." Archie turned towards the window and slipped out.

Me and Reggie quickly grabbed our clothes that we had been wearing all day and put then on. Why was this even relevant to me? Sure I was worried about Betty but why did I need to know right now? And why was Archie going to drive me to the hospital? Why was Archie even here?