#52 (Scenario) 'Oh wow you're gorgeous but you have the same name as my kid/brother/father and that's kind of weirding me out.
"Hey my name is Archie." The ginger redhead young man held out his hand for the lanky brown haired young man to take.
Jughead took the hand and nodded his head. "Jughead."
Archie leaned into the bar after he got his hand back. "Look I don't usually do this. I mean I seriously don't do this. I am not kidding here." His eyes never leaving the other young man's. "I'm not trying out a line here."
Jughead nodded to the bartender and raised two fingers. "It's quite all right. I can tell you aren't smooth." He smirked as he watched the ginger haired young man slowly heat up. He grabbed the beer that the bartender had set in front of him. He took a long drink from the fresh drink. The smoothness and coolness was just what his heated system needed.
Archie chugged his own beer down and slammed the empty mug down on the bar. "Two more bar keep." He shouted over his shoulder. "So how about it?"
Jughead's right eye brow rose. "No offense man. But your name is my step older brother's name. There is no way I'm nailing a man whom has my step brother's name ever. Like seriously that's just too twilight zone for me." He took another long drink of his beer.
Archie blinked slowly. "Wh-what?" He shook his head. "No I'm not trying to get you in bed man." His right hand ran through his hair. "I'm straight. I'm honesty engaged to the most wonderful girl ever." His eyes soften as he thought of the love of his life.
Jughead was confused. "The way you were going on and on Archie; I honesty thought you were trying to get a lay out of me." He sighed as he leaned against the bar. He was disappointed. Not that he would sleep with the man whom shared the same name as his step brother. But he was now very horny. He wondered if Kevin was up to a quickie later?
Archie sighed. "I'm sorry if I lead you on Jughead." His eyes lowered onto the bar.
"Not your fault." Jughead smirked. "Don't think too much about it man. No harm done." His his head tilted. "What was it that you were so nervous about asking me?"
Archie's eyes lifted back to meet the friendly eyes of the young man. "I don't know how to dance. You know really dance. I need to make my wedding dance with Betty perfect."
Jughead leaned against the bar and shook his head at the bartender. "Why do you think that I know how to dance?" He was very curious at this answer. After all he loved to dance. Ball room, swing ... he loved the classic smooth moves. But he was honesty curious on what type of vibe he was sending off that a stranger could tell in a bar filled with people.
Archie blushed. "I watched you dance a few weeks ago. I was at the community center ... and I happened to have been passing by the dance studio ... and you were dancing."
"Why didn't you ask me then?" Jughead confusing spoke up.
Archie blushed. "I was embarrassed for watching." His arms crossed his chest. "Look it was always my Pop and I ... after my mom left us when I was six. Pop wasn't into anything that wasn't manly."
Jughead nodded. "Understandable." He thought of his own father. "Yeah I can teach you."
Hope lightened Archie's eyes. "Great." He grinned.
"Let's get out of here. I'm tired of this noise." Jughead shouted as the noise level sky rocketed.
Archie led the way towards the exit. He wrapped his arms across his chest as the cold winter air hit his face. "Great way of sobering up enough to get safely home." He spoke in his normal tone now that the door to the bar closed.
"Yeah." Jughead shoved his hands into his jeans pockets. "Want to share a Uber?"
"Sure. Great. Thanks." Archie pulled out his phone and sent a message for a Uber. "They will be here in ten." The two young men walked towards the curb to wait for their ride.
