Jughead sat with his legs draped over the end of Archie's bed. His Curley dark hair hung loosely around his eyes which were focused only on the video game in front. Archie was to his right, hair equally as haphazard, sat on the floor leaning against his friend's legs. The room was dark, the air stale. It was embarrassing how long they'd been in there.
The sound from the game was turned down low so as not to disturb Fred, who was entertaining work colleagues downstairs. The room smelt like a mixture between the boys locker room and hell, which in jughead's eyes were probably the same thing.
"Do you think it would be feasible to clime out of the window to get Pop's takeaway", Jughead mused, not taking his eyes of the screen.
"I mean, you've climbed in before, so...", Archie contemplated, the ghost of a smile on his lips, "God that took my dad ages figure out, how you got in I mean".
"He thought he'd gone mad. But did he really think I wouldn't find a way to keep you company though, and it was my fault you got grounded anyway", he protested.
"To right it was your fault. But to be fair I can't actually remember what it was that you did".
"Neither", Jughead mumbled, still reminiscing, causing his attention to be distracted from the game, allowing Archie to win yet again.
"Damn", Jughead groaned, falling back onto Archie's bed, running his hands through his hair.
"Hey Jug", he started with caution,"Do you fancy coming to the football game tomorrow, I mean I know its not really your scene but-"
"Yeah, alright".
"But it would mean so much to me and-", he continued to ramble,"wait, did you just say yes".
"yeah, I mean, I haven't seen you play in ages", he spoke gently with a soft smile.
"Bet you're just there to look at the cheerleaders", Archie forced a laugh, turning away. Jughead wished more that anything that he could just come out with it, but his throat just seemed to close up every time. Jughead rubbed the back of his neck,
"something like that", he muttered, once again picking his controller and letting the sights and sounds wash over them.
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sorry for the short chapter, writers block.
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