⚠︎︎Warnings⚠︎︎:
☞︎Kissing
☞︎Being touchy feely
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  I knock on the door of my best friend, Jughead's, trailer. He invited me over for a movie night yesterday at Pop's. I'm gushing with excitement for a night with my friend but there is a slight problem with the word friend. I have a crush on Jughead and he has been hinting feelings as well. Every time I see him, my emotions bubble up inside leaving me feeling weightless. I would love to tell him but even with the hints it could be nothing. I'm just Y/N, nothing special.

  Jughead opens the door with a big smile. "Y/N! Come on in." He pushes the door open wider and gestures inside the house.

  I smile back as my heart rate increases, "Thank you, Juggie." The weightless feeling returns.

  Jughead and I go to the living room where he has already set up his laptop with a horror movie ready to be played. He takes a seat on the couch and pats the cushion next to him.

  I sit down beside the beanie wearing boy. "What will we be watching today, Jones?"

"Well L/N, we will be watching A Nightmare on Elm Street." Jughead says and then presses play.

  The movie starts and I grab one of the worn blankets sitting on the sofa. The Jone's trailer is homey but it doesn't have a very good heating system.

  "Are you cold?" Jughead knows how cold it can get in his home sometimes so he scoots closer to me.

  "Just a little bit."

  He slowly wraps his arm around my waist, "Is this fine? I-it could keep us warmer."

  I tense up at his surprising actions. "This is fine." My face is on fire and the heat coming off of him keeps me warm.

  "Okay." Jughead is as tense as I am. His face shares the shade of crimson with mine. He turns his focus back to the screen.

  We relax into each other and our faces return to their original color sooner or later.

  When the movie is halfway done, FP barges into the trailer loudly making us jump apart.

  He walks into the living room smiling, "I'm having some people over from the station."

"That's fine dad." Jughead props his feet up on the coffee table.

  FP picks his son's feet up and drops them on the ground gently, "That means, can you go finish your movie in the bedroom?"

  Jughead nods at his father. He grabs the laptop and leads me to the bedroom down the hall. "Sorry about that."

  I wave him off, "It's fine."

  He sets the laptop down on his bed. The bed spread has the same pattern as his flannel and the pillows are grey. His room is very bleak looking but there is something so Jughead about it. It might be how he decorated it or how it smells of him. In my words, it's perfect.

  I lay down on the bed, "This is really comfy."

  Jughead laughs at me, "Something like that." He flops down on the bed next to me and stares at the ongoing movie.

  My least favorite part is coming up. It always makes me feel scared even though I've seen the scene a million times. (A/N- I've never seen A Nightmare on Elm street so I don't know if the scariest part is at the end. We are just going to assume it is.)

  The worst scene starts and I jump into my best friends arms feeling terrified.

  Jughead laughs and snakes his arms around my torso.

"Sorry. This part always makes me really scared." I bite my lip.

  He holds me tighter, "Your okay. I've got you. I won't let anything happen to you."

  My face starts to reignite with the flaming blush. "Thank you."

  Jughead smiles at me and turns his attention back to the computer.

  I do the same as him once my face starts to cool down.

  The movie ends 20 minutes later. I look up at Jughead and see that he is sleeping soundly. This makes me laugh. He always falls asleep during the movie and I usually leave to let him get some much needed sleep. This time is different, I am in his arms so I stay.

  Jughead starts to shifts in his sleep, and turns on his side. He is holding me tightly and spooning me.

  I attempt to wake Jug up so he doesn't awake to see me awkwardly stuck in his grasp.

  He stirs and opens eyes a minute later. "Good morning."

  "It's not morning Juggie. You fell asleep during the movie." I laugh.

  "Oh well. Sorry I used you as my teddy bear. Is this fine?"

  I think about it as the blush comes back and I stutter out, "Uh y-yes."

"It's okay Y/N. You don't have to be nice." He pulls his arms away from me but I grab it quickly.

  I pull them back around me, "It's just...a new feeling. I like though, a lot actually."

"I uh like it a lot too." Jughead pulls me closer to him.

My breathe hitches in my throat. The space between us is nonexistent. I feel a tingly sensation running through my whole body.

  "What do you wanna do?" He asks.

  "I dunno." I take a pause and mumble to myself, "There's one thing." I hope he didn't hear that! The thing I want to do is indescribable. A thing so crazy it could ruin a friendship in two seconds flat.

  "What might that be?"

  I mentally face palm myself. "It's nothing."

  "No come on tell me." Jughead buries his head into my H/C hair.

  "You wouldn't like it." I try to play it off cool but with that tingling feeling it is harder than I thought.

  He huffs, "I might."

  I bite my lip nervously. Is this the moment I've been waiting for or is this the point where I chicken out? Veronica and Betty told me to go for it and to take some risks in life. This is a risk I'm willing to take, I think. "Can I show you instead? It will be easier."

  "Sure."

  "Okay." I sigh and turn so I'm facing him. I lean into him and he follows my lead coming closer. "Are you sure?" I ask.

  He nods and closes the space between us. Jughead gently brushes his soft lips against mine and I kiss him back.

I have kissed many boys before but the feeling of his lips on mine top every one. The small flame that has been brewing between us is now ignited into a large fire. The electricity is intoxicating. His soft hands wrapped around me tightly sends my heart fluttering. His soft lips, it's heaven.
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Not sure how to end this and I'm over writing it! It has been in my drafts for weeks. Sorry if it's not very good!