𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊 {𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒}

Chapter 8

Ni-ki's hand had two blunts and Heeseung couldn't help but meet his eyes in a split second.

"Ni-ki, no way in a million years..."

"Heeseung-ssi, yes way!" Ni-ki chuckled as he approached the older facing him completely.

"It's gonna mess up your braincells or something!" Heeseung continued, backing away until his elbows rested on the couch.

He stared at the younger, who was having a look of anticipation in his eyes as he had captured him between his arms.

"Are you ever gonna do anything remotely cool in your life, man?" Ni-ki questioned with his arms on each side of the other's elbows.

"Drugs are not cool!" Heeseung smiled and almost cursed himself, knowing that he would agree anyway, eventually. "It triggers schizophrenia-"

Ni-ki muffled the rest of his words with his palm. "It's just some weed."

He went back to his original position as he lit the first blunt. Once the light appeared on the edge of it, he took a quick drag and put it on the older's lips.

"I'm going to the kitchen to get us something to snack," he informed getting up.

Heeseung stayed still, inhaling occasionally. The screen's colours became more vibrant as he felt an easiness settling into his bones and the persistent anxiety dying down.

Ni-ki is a fucking gee.

He didn't even notice the younger settling down, with the other blunt already hanging from his mouth and a bawl of chips in hand.

And just like that, some time passed without a word uttered, as Heeseung was engrossed in the magical world of corals while the rest of the human world became trivial.

He turned his head after a while, shamelessly facing the younger one's profile, who has taken of his shirt at some point, leaving his sculpted torso exposed, a little more buff than somebody would expect, with the inked dragon slithering menacingly towards his chest.

Heeseung wants to be a dragon-

"I know, it's pretty sick," Ni-ki smirked proudly and after noticing the other for a minute he added, "Is everything ok?"

"S'fine, I just feel my senses a little heightened that's all. Like I can see better, I can hear better... I don't know," Heeseung mumbled, mild mannered.

It's alright. It's the weed that brings all these sort of weird thoughts and the narrator of the corals documentary who keeps talking about corals reproducing. Heeseung didn't just wish to become the drawing of a reptile.

Ni-ki chuckled. "You're gone."

And the chuckle of his was that half breathed laugh that almost makes it out of someone's mouth, a little delayed but totally attractive.

Ni-ki looks like that. The type of a careless and borderline cocky person who would laugh like that and talk like that and suggest these things.

Heeseung looked away. He can't expand his imagination on the type of person Ni-ki is because it's gonna lead to other conclusions that would involve a bed and sound like erotic novellas at best. Honestly, what's wrong with that blunt giving him this kind of thoughts?

"Do you feel hot?" Heeseung hastily said as he pointed at the shirt.

"A little."

"I can switch the AC-"

"Still on edge, huh?" Ni-ki commented, still smiling. "I have to get you on Xanax to calm you down?"

"Stupid."