Riverdale One Shots

Hook Up - Part 2

!! smut - a lot more than what I usually write !!

  ♛jughead♛

I was entirely fascinated the second I saw Betty. I'm not sure why, there was a magnetism I felt towards her. Like she and I were placed in this small bar at the same time for a reason. I don't really go up to strangers when I'm at the bar, but she was an exception to the rule. 

And when she asks me if I want to leave with her, I can't do anything but comply.

We walk slowly in the rainy atmosphere of New York City on a weekday night, the both of us sliding our hands into our coats. Hers was long and tan coloured, complimenting her hair and eyes beautifully. Mine was similar but black, a little shorter too. I'm really just following her - I don't know if 'getting out of here' meant just leaving the bar and walking around or going to one of our places. I hope it's the latter so I can spend more time with her.

"So, Betts, tell me more about yourself." 

"Well, hm what haven't I covered."

"How about your favourite colour?" I smile to her.

She furrows her brows, smirking up at me before looking back down at her feet, "No one has asked me that since I was a kid."

"Okay, my bad, stupid question." I revert.

"No! No, not what I meant. I'm glad you asked. It's blue. Baby blue to be exact."

I can imagine baby blue on her and I already know it suits her all too well. Her delicacy mixed with her ability to be naturally sexy, her angelic voice and movement. Baby blue was her entirely.

"Hmm, that seems perfect."

"What about you?" she asks. 

"I think red? I guess red."

She nods, "I like red."

The silence looms around us, comfortable yet tense. I wanted to kiss her, is that odd? I had only just met her. 

"You're special." I say, blurting out my thoughts.

She stops, turning to me. "What do you mean by that?"

"Different. The first New Yorker I've met who actually gives the life New York is supposed to have. The creativity, beauty, attentiveness, all of it."

Her cheeks flourish, "That is one hell of a compliment, Jug. Do you say that to all the girls you meet?" 

I step closer, "What are you insinuating?"

Her lashes flutter, her chest heavy. "Nothing."

"I don't meet many girls, if thats what you're saying Betty. I meant it whole heartedly to you and only you."

She looks at me, her brows furrowing as if searching for something in my eyes. "You're special too. Just like what you said to me."

Our breath is heavy, engulfing one another with our close proximity. I tuck her hair behind her ear, mesmerized by her beauty. 

"Is it okay if I kiss you?" I ask in a near whisper.

She nods, "Yes please."

I lean closer, hovering my lips over hers before we meet, the touch feeling like a burning sensation. Like it was what I was craving for years unknowingly. I bring my hands to her cheeks, my thumbs resting on it while the other fingers reach behind her ears to her neck. Hers move to my coat, gripping on it bringing me closer.