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[bragnificent]

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[bragnificent]

[ Even Reggie doesn't know why he's watching 50 Shades. It just happened to be on whatever channel he flipped to next and seemed enticing enough to keep him from moving on, but fifteen or so minutes later he's still not following the film at all. It's not interesting, it's not hot, it's just... perplexing.

Jughead interrupts him from his semi-trance of just leaning forward staring at the TV, brows furrowed in confusion, and then suddenly they're raising in both alarm and a different sort of confusion as Reggie is graced with the sight of Jughead's half-naked and surprisingly toned, tattooed body. His mouth opens, then closes, eyes wide as if in shock, before Reggie forces them quickly back in the direction of the TV.

What the hell was that? His heart's racing a bit, even after Jughead walks off. Seriously, what the-- ]

Fuck The Sound of Music.

[ Reggie runs a hand slowly through his hair in frustration, switching the channel again and landing on one of the Final Destination films. Sure. Maybe horror is appropriate for a blizzard. He glances uneasily toward the hallway, but then makes a point to keep his eyes forward, even if they're totally unfocused on the movie. ]

[digests]

[ it doesn't take him long to change. thanks to the heater, he won't need an excess of clothing to keep warm, so a comfortable grey sweater over a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black pants will do. he has opened up his laptop, ready to spend the night writing. there is just one more thing he needs to do before he can really settle in for the evening — a nice hot meal.

making his way back out to the kitchen, he sees reggie has decided to pick another film to watch. final destination, huh? well, it's an improvement from 50 shades, he'll give him that.

now, let's see, what should he make?

he could whip up some pasta. pasta sounds really good right now. glancing behind him, juggie begins to collect the ingredients and utensils he'll need as he tentatively considers asking if reg wants anything. it could be a gesture of good will, he guess, for just going along with his demands (albeit them being perfectly reasonable demands). it could also be a temporary truce since they're stuck indoors until the weather clears up.

what the heck? ] I'm making pasta. Have you eaten yet? [ he sets the skillet on the stove, calling over his shoulder. ] If you haven't, I can make an extra portion.

[bragnificent]

Uh...

[ After what just happened a few minutes ago, Reggie was entirely prepared to do his best to just ignore Jughead for the rest of the night -- or however long they end up snowed in together -- but now suddenly the dinner offer hangs in the air like an uneasy olive branch, and while Reggie might normally just think fuck it and continue ignoring Jughead anyway, now he isn't sure what he wants to do.

Realizing he's attracted to his friends, or even acquaintances, is one thing, a common thing, where he can almost always just carry on acting the same as usual, but this is a particularly unprecedented situation. Whatever peace their relationship is capable of is only ever precarious at best, always hanging by a thread, and Reggie has no idea what a variable like this could unleash on that dynamic were he not to repress it immediately. Whether that means he should take a neutral approach or an overly antagonistic one to do so, he also has no idea. ]

Sure, I guess. I don't think I've eaten since breakfast.

[ ... Neutral it is, then. At least for now. He still pointedly continues to stare at the TV, avoiding looking over at Jughead as much as he can. ]

[digests]

[ it's all the answer he needs to get started. he isn't going to try to push his luck by attempting to strike up conversation with him right now. it isn't like he would know where to even begin with something like that. as he prepares the meal, jug listens to the movie playing in the backdrop. it isn't exactly the most... ideal film to make food to, so it isn't long before he soon finds his mind drifting off to other things.

the serpents will be meeting up later in the week to finally discuss some internal affairs that keep getting postponed. they're all on different schedules nowadays, so it isn't always the easiest task to get everyone together in the same place.

maybe he should shoot toni a text after dinner just to reconfirm the time and date.

the dish only takes about 20 minutes to get ready and he has been content to let the silence linger between them the entire length of it. he has gone for a classic bacon cheeseburger pasta. quick, simple and delicious. collecting two plates, jug gives them each a heaping portion before he finally speaks up again. ]

It's ready. Want anything to drink? [ don't say booze. ]