jealous - a jeronica fanfic

Chapter Twenty-Two

Seven years later -

I groan as I hear my alarm clock go off, and I slam my hand against the snooze button weakly. I feel Jughead shift next to me, and I roll over onto my other side so I can face him. He smiles when he sees my face, and I smile back at him.

"Good morning," he says quietly, intertwining is fingers with mine under the blankets.

"Good morning," I reply, scooching over onto his pillow and lying on his outstretched arm. He kisses my forehead and I close my eyes, breathing in his familiar scent of leather and coffee.

He runs his fingers through my hair, knowing that it relaxes me better than anything else.

"Betty's baby shower is tonight, but it's been moved to Cheryl's house," he tells me, and I groan.

"Shit. That means we actually have to do something on a Saturday besides hanging around the house," I say, and Jughead chuckles softly.

"Yeah. But it's ok, it'll only be for a few hours," he tells me, and I sigh.

"I know, but I'm not in a very "baby shower" mood," I complain, and Jughead laughs.

"I didn't know "baby shower" was a mood, but alright," he says, still laughing lightly.

I sit up in the bed and grab my pillow, hitting his bare chest with it, using all of my strength. He lets out a groan of surprise before grabbing my waist and wrestling me down, rolling on top of me onto my side of the bed.

He cocks his head as if to challenge me, and I grin, flipping over onto him, back to his side of the bed. However, I obviously miscalculated how much work it would take to flip us back over, and I ended up sending us tumbling off of the bed and onto the floor.

I ended up on top of him in the end, and I sat up on his chest in triumph, pumping my fist in the air.

"Victorious!" I announce, and he chuckles beneath me. I grin as I lean down to kiss him, and he puts his hands on my waist as I lie against his chest. Every time we kiss it's still as magical as when we kissed at the prom, if anything it gets even better.

His hands begin to move down from my waist, and he grabs my ass surprisingly aggressively, but hey, I'm not complaining. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he rolls over on top of me, picking me up off the floor moments after we switch positions.

He lays me gently on the bed, his body gently resting on top of mine as he begins to kiss my collarbone. I close my eyes and tilt my head in contentment, biting my lip to contain myself.

He begins to kiss down my chest, pausing only once to look up at me and give me a cocky grin, making me roll my eyes playfully. I slide down to match him, where he sits on his knees on the floor.

"I love you, Jug, but we need to get going, and I need to shower and get my beauty on," I say after giving him one last, long kiss. I stand up, and he stands up alongside me.

"You're naturally beautiful, V. And as for that shower, I can think of a way we can get that done and have our fun," he smirks, and I roll my eyes, but can't contain my grin.

I'm suddenly reminded of the morning after prom, when Jughead wanted to join me in the shower, but I insisted he go get us some clothes. I think for a brief moment, and then match my smile to his.

"I think that could be arranged," I say, and his grin widens. I can't help but laugh at this- he's incredibly predictable.

Once the shower has warmed up I step in, and am instantly relaxed once the hot water hits my body. I close my eyes and soak in the heat for a moment, and when I open my eyes Jughead is standing in front of me, looking me up and down.