[ Why hasn't been too big a question on Reggie's mind tonight, either; maybe at the start, yes, but the more time passes and the champagne he drinks, the easier it is to accept that this is just a slightly off-format dream.
Over the course of the night, since sharing a kiss with Veronica (good), Jughead (deeply upsetting), and a few more attempts (successful or not) with complete strangers, Reggie's mood has shifted somewhat from deliriously pleased to a bit more troubled, but all that comes to a standstill when Archie finds him and pulls him into a deep kiss before Reggie can even process that his friend is here.
He short-circuits just a little, frozen in place until one hand finally manages to find anchorage against Archie's muscular arm, the other cupping his face so that Reggie's fingers can slowly slide up into Archie's hair as the kiss deepens further. He's not questioning it. Should he? Probably. But... does he really want to?
Somewhat reluctantly, he pulls back. ]
Bro. [ Oh, but he's blanking. What do you even say after that? ] No wonder you're so popular.
[ He'd rather keep kissing than talk, anyway, so he leans back in to continue doing just that; they'll have plenty of time for catching up later. Whether or not either of them will regret this later means nothing in the moment. ]
can't spell regret without r-e-g ;)
Over the course of the night, since sharing a kiss with Veronica (good), Jughead (deeply upsetting), and a few more attempts (successful or not) with complete strangers, Reggie's mood has shifted somewhat from deliriously pleased to a bit more troubled, but all that comes to a standstill when Archie finds him and pulls him into a deep kiss before Reggie can even process that his friend is here.
He short-circuits just a little, frozen in place until one hand finally manages to find anchorage against Archie's muscular arm, the other cupping his face so that Reggie's fingers can slowly slide up into Archie's hair as the kiss deepens further. He's not questioning it. Should he? Probably. But... does he really want to?
Somewhat reluctantly, he pulls back. ]
Bro. [ Oh, but he's blanking. What do you even say after that? ] No wonder you're so popular.
[ He'd rather keep kissing than talk, anyway, so he leans back in to continue doing just that; they'll have plenty of time for catching up later. Whether or not either of them will regret this later means nothing in the moment. ]