Circumlocution ≫ Jarchie

[Chapter Thirteen]

Present

"So much for slow and gentle, huh?" Jughead says completely out of breath, running his fingers through his sex hair before grabbing his jeans from off the floor of the car.

"You act as if that's my fault, you're the one that took it there!" Archie huffed as he grabbed his pants as well.

"What can I say? I like to be in control." Jughead flashed him a grin before getting dressed and climbing over the front seat.

Archie just shook his head as he was left to take down the sheets they lazily placed over the windows for privacy. "Jughead Jones: power bottom."

"I quite like that title. Do I get a badge?" He laughs.

"And a cookie." Archie adds as he climbs over the front seat as well and buckles up in the driver's seat. He's genuinely smiling from ear to ear.

I just had sex with Jughead jones.

Where he's staying in London, there's not much opportunity for sex. He's not even sure if he should even be having sex, but at this point he doesn't care enough to worry.

If he's being honest, he hadn't had sex since Clay, and it was certainly nothing to brag about. Now Jughead? That's a whole different story.

"Don't joke about cookies." Jughead says seriously, scowling at him.

"I think I actually have Oreos in my bag." Archie points out.

"You're lying!" Jughead practically squeals.

"Check. My bag is in the trunk." Jughead is out of the car before the redhead even finishes his sentence. After a while, Archie starts to wonder what's taking him so long, but then Jughead comes back into the car with a tray of Oreos, a solemn expression, and a familiar tattered book.

"You kept it." Jughead says quietly once he's settled into his seat.

"Well, yeah. You seem surprised." Archie blushes.

"It's one thing to keep it, but a whole 'nother thing to travel with it." Jughead smiles slightly, and this time it's a real smile. It's not one of those smirks he's been putting on all night, or another one of his shit eating grins, but a genuine smile.

"I still read it all the time." Archie sighs.

"Why?" Jughead furrows his eyebrows.

"Because you spent time writing beautiful poetry for me and I love it. Now give me my book back." Archie pouts, holding out his hand towards Jughead. Jughead just shakes his head before giving him the poetry book and buckling up.

"You're something else." Jughead laughs.

"Well, we still have to get you home and we're not any closer to it than we were two hours ago. So let's go." Archie points out. He turns the key into the ignition and presses his foot onto the gas pedal, and soon the two are off on the road again.

A silence settles over the two, but this time it's a comfortable one. Things aren't so tense as they were in the beginning. Archie is grateful for that, but Jughead isn't. Jughead preferred yelling at him and being upset.

"When are you leaving, Archie?" Jughead decides to ask, knowing he's not going to like the answer.

"Tomorrow afternoon." Archie bites his lip, wishing that he would've asked anything else.

"Wow." Jughead chokes, coughing a bit at the news. "That's soon."

"Yeah. I need to get back." Archie frowns.

"How is life in London?" Jughead decided to ask, trying to clear up the awkwardness he just created.

"Boring. I do the same thing everyday."

"I've never heard someone describe London as boring."

"All it does is rain, and all I do is lay down and think." Archie mumbles.

"And I thought I was depressing."

"Let's just say, if I knew I'd be in the situation I'm in now I would've never wasted my time in London in the first place. I would've been here, because as much as you'll never believe, all I ever wanted was to be here with you."

"Then Why'd you leave?"

"Jughead..."

"Archie."

"I can't tell you yet."

"You act as if I'm going to see you again."

"If all goes well, hopefully you will."

"Stop sending cryptic messages! You left me, Archie. You destroyed me Archie. If you're implying that there's a different reason why you left besides the obvious, you need to tell me." Jughead says seriously, staring at the side of Archie's face.

"Can we drop it for now? I promise I'll tell you by the end of the trip." Archie pleads.

"You also promised you'd never leave me. You promised that you'll always love me."

"I still haven't broke the latter."

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This book is really fun to write because I know what happens but y'all don't hehehe