[ Contrary to current appearances -- and possibly also reputation -- Reggie doesn't want this kiss any more than Jughead does, but for some reason he can't seem to stop himself from leaning in for it anyway. He'd really rather be shoving Jughead backward to watch him eat shit falling into the refreshment table, or slapping him, or just ignoring him, but instead his hand just remains where it is, gently tugging at Jughead's hair to hold his head steady. He can't make himself let go or walk away, or even look away. ]
Fuck.
[ He bites the corner of his lip, then closes his eyes before narrowing the distance between them and putting their mouths together. Why does it have to be him? ]
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Fuck.
[ He bites the corner of his lip, then closes his eyes before narrowing the distance between them and putting their mouths together. Why does it have to be him? ]