82. You’ve been watching it for 7 hours, I’m asking for five minutes...fifteen minutes tops.
It was a typical Thursday night in Riverdale. But in Betty and Jughead’s relationship it was date night. They’d been so busy over the past months with each of their families, that they hardly saw eachother anymore apart from school obviously but even then they were surrounded by friends and crowds of people, there was no time for just them anymore. So that’s when they decided to introduce date night. Every Thursday they would spend all afternoon together, from the end of school to however late they wanted. But today Betty was not happy.
“You’ve been watching it for seven hours, I’m asking for five minutes…fifteen minutes tops.” The beautiful blonde said with a pout on her face and arms crossed sitting on the worn out sofa in FP’s trailer who was currently at the bar with the serpents.
“7 hours? That’s a little exaggerated Betts we’ve only been home for 3″ the dark haired boy spoke slow with his eyes still fixed to the game on screen and his fingers wrapped around the controller.
Betty rolled her eyes and got her phone out to message Veronica, she always knew what to say when it came to relationship advice.
-Hey V, he won’t stop playing his game and I’ve gotta b home for 9.. what should I do?! xxx
Her best friend replied almost instantly with the advice she didn’t want to hear.
-The only thing that distracts Archie from the screen is when I tease him..sexually..go for it B and he’ll be all yours! Xxx
Oh god. Here goes nothing.. She started by tracing the pattern of his shirt on his back all the way up to his neck where the thick black curls fell onto his tanned skin. There was one thing Jughead was a sucker for and that was whenever Betty played with his hair. She started to feel his head fall back into her hand. It was working. Betty was enjoying this and she wasn’t stopping anytime soon. Next step. She sat up and ran her fingers through his hair whilst placing soft kisses on the back of his neck. Jughead could feel her breath on his skin and she knew he was getting weaker..soon enough he’d have to give in. He still wasn’t cracking..she had to go further. She undid the top two buttons of his shirt and began to run her hand down his chest but before she could his lips were on hers and his hands were wondering the curves of her body.
Now this was more like date night…