𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐑𝐀 / / 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐀

CHAPTER 27

Kitty woke up the next morning to her alarm blaring, causing her to groan and smash her fist down onto the box multiple times until it finally stopped producing bleeping noises.

"Ugh." She groaned, burying her face back into her pillow. "I don't want to go to school." The arm that was wrapped around her waist tightened, pulling her close, and she felt kisses on the back of her neck.

"Let's just stay home, smoke this hangover away, bake some cookies." Pea suggested.

"That sounds so good right now," she agreed, but rolled over in his grasp, planting a kiss on his lips. "But we can't. We need to keep an eye on shit." She sat up, stretching out and pushing the covers forward.

"An eye on things or an eye on Jughead Jones." Kit didn't need to turn around to see the look on his face.

"C'mon, Pea." She rolled her eyes. "You still going on about this?"

"I don't like him." 

"Tell me something I don't know." She said, shooting a glare at him over her shoulder. "Why are you so hung up on mine and Jugs relationship, I've known him my whole life."

"I just don't like the kid." He stood up, pulling himself out of bed and heading to the bathroom.

"Oh no," Kit stood, following him. "No you don't get to drop this. What's your problem with Jughead?" Sweet Pea didn't respond, ignoring his girlfriend as he stepped into the shower. She sighed with annoyance, and began to remove her underwear before ripping the shower curtain back. He didn't even flinch, just looked at her with a raised brow as she pushed him over and stood under the water.

"You really wanna have shower sex with a hangover?" Kit didn't respond, simply turned the water heat up. See, girls like bathe in scolding hot water. The scientific reason behind that is because women have a slightly higher core body temperature compared to men, but she personally like to believe it was because women come from the flames of hell, or some badass shit like that.

"No I'm just going to ruin your morning shower by keeping the water at this temperature till you tell me." She stood with her back pressed against the taps, knowing full well that he could easily pick her up and move her, but that would only piss her off more, and it was a risk she was willing to take. Pea placed his hands on her hips, rubbing circles with his finger tips. "You can't seduce me out of this Pea, just tell me what you're thinking."

"I'll tell you if you turn the shower temperature down." Rolling her eyes, she arched her back off the wall and allowed Pea access to the taps. The water went cold and she shivered. Pea pushed her back, pushing himself towards her in the process. "I hate talking about shit like th-"

"But you're going to anyway,"

"I get jealous easily, you already know that. Jughead is just another threat, but one I can't do anything about. Sure, I can threaten him all I like, but I can't fucking punch him and put him in his place. He's FP's son for god sake, he'd kill me." The look on Sweet Pea's face was pained, and she could tell it killed him to admit something like that. He hated looking weak, especially to his girl.

"Okay, firstly you don't have to solve everything with your fists. It's hot, but I prefer you not behind bars." Kit stated, wrapping her arms around his neck. "And secondly, for the last time, you do not need to worry about Jughead Jones. He's a childhood friend, his dad practically raised me, we grew up together. I don't find him attractive, or do I want to fuck the kid!" Her voice raised slightly. "I want you. I've got you. Just you, nobody else. I love you, Pea."

A grin slowly crept onto his face and before she knew what was happening Pea had grabbed her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers. Kit kissed him back, pulling at his hair. Pulling away, he pressed his forehead against hers.