Jughead & Mal
"You did, but you're welcome to keep saying it." Mal was far from shallow or conceited. She genuinely appreciated the compliments and was glad to accept them. "You clean up pretty well yourself." Pretty well was an understatement and Mal's grin was all that needed to say that.
The touch of his hand against her back made Mal blush just a bit. It was an endearing gesture. Something that Ben used to do, but it felt different. It felt nice. She took a step closer to Jughead, moving into him just enough to close any open space that may have been keeping them apart.
"If they don't, I'm not sure I can stay here," she joked, taking a piece of chocolate. Mal took a bite and it had to be better than any strawberry milkshake she had had. "Ohmygosh. You have got to try this," she said and, with a coy smirk, held up the rest of the chocolate truffle to him. "Don't let anyone tell you that I don't know how to share."