⚠this chapter contains drug use⚠
Maya's P.O.V
I watched Y/n put the small piece of paper on his tongue and I did the same. I've always wanted to try LSD with him and once I got my hands on some I just had to immediately ask him if he wants to try it!
I honestly wasn't scared that he might say no haha, not at all! He is so nice to everyone I barely hear him say no or rejected something. How sweet.We made you way towards my house - taking a bus in the process - talking about the usual shit you know; girls, dudes, future, school, current events and so on. I never get tired talking to him. It's almost as if he knows just what I want to hear or talk about sometimes. Other times, we just bicker and tease each other, which I value just as much.
It is nice when Yūdokuna, ehem... Yuu, isn't around and ain't dorking around about some shit nobody cares about. Like seriously, I only act nice to her because she a: won't stop leaching on Y/n, and b: she's technically Y/n's friend, so yeah. It's not like she doesn't feel the same about me, trust me, she does. We're both very... Intrigued with the boy at hand. Man I just can't explain it, okay?! Shut up, shut it.As me and Y/n reached my house, I unlocked the door and greeted my big brother. He's my biggest supplier, not gonna lie.
"Yo, Nii-san!" I yelled at him so he'd heard me from the entrance to the kitchen. I knew he was in the kitchen since he was being a loud ass as always, banging pots and pans and stuff like Chica in that one FNAF game or some shit.
No response. Classic.I shrugged and took off my shoes together with the guest. It's normal for him to not respond-
"Yo, Nii-san!!" Y/n also yelled, as a joke with a snarky tone.
"Hey Y/n!" I heard my older brother's voice call back, sounding as deep and tired as always.
Man, why does Y/n get a response and I don't. I fake pouted, huffing and crossing my arms while I turned my back towards the h/c boy and leaving to go upstairs into my room.
He chuckled and jogged after me. "Don't take it personally Maya. It being your brother liking me more then you." He firmly pat my back.I huffed again, pretending to take it to heart. "You're such a prick man." I chuckled, opening the door to my room and going inside, him following me right in without a second thought.
The floor started to feel wobbly and funny, so the drug was starting to take effect.Y/n flopped on my bed, looking at the ceiling with a sigh. When I sat next to him, I noticed his pupils got a little wider, the e/c not being as visible as the black center.
He doesn't need to worry, I am here so if anything happens I'll be more than glad to take care of him. He's lucky he's got a best friend like me. Hm... Best friend, I don't like that word. Not with this context.He out of nowhere groaned, putting his arm on his face so his forearm covered his eyes. "Damn. This shit feels kinda good but scary at the same time." He whined.
I pat his chest a few times. "Don't worry bro, you've got me here. Just give in and stuff, it seriously feels great." I checked.
He hummed, going silent afterwards probably trying to focus on the feeling so he'd feel it better.My phone then dinged in my pocket, not alerting the focused boy at all. I pulled it out, unlocking it and checking who the fuck texted me while I am this busy.
The leach #1
Hey dunce face, I took care of the girl.A message from Yuu, how uncommon.
From the massage, I understood that the thing we talked about earlier got settled. I mean heh, she had it coming man!Me
Whers she laying?? Jst so I dont acidentally dick her up /j
*DigI sighed at the typo. I glanced at Y/n, seeing now a smile on his face and his arm loosely on his forehead as he stared off at the ceiling.
The leach #1
Very funny necrophile. I don't know, one of the girls buried her so idk 🙄I let out a sigh as I read the message. I'm not a fucking necrophile! I've never fucked in my life so I can't be a stupid necro! Ha, checkmate!
Afterwards, I put away my phone again and focused my attention fully to Y/n again. His smile now faded into a softer version of itself.
I placed my hand on his face, my palm being able to cover his whole fucking face. I find it kinda cute!"You good there?" A smile of my made its way onto my lips. I felt reality melt a little, the drug really taking full effect probably on us both.
He hummed. "Feeling funny. Wanna die kinda but good otherwise." He replied with a giggle at the end, his voice being a little muffled because of my hand.
I chuckle. "Don't worry about it! You can die later, just not now, I wanna hang out with you." I hummed. He also hummed, his dominant hand out of nowhere landing on mine which was on his face and entwining our fingers together."Hold. I feel like I'm gonna fall." He more like ordered than asked. I accepted the handholding nonetheless. It's one in a million chance! Why would I fucking waste it like a dumbass? Maybe Yuu would since she is a dumbass. Fucking hell.
"Holding. I can hold your whole body too if you want to." I made the suggestion as a joke not really expecting him to even respond. But he did.
"Sure. Whatever the fuck..." He trailed off at the end. Hm, the drug has kinda some sort of depressing effect on him... Interesting. Anyways I don't mind this side of him! At least I get to hold him.I pulled up the s/c boy up by his armpits into my lap as I sat on the bed. I layed his head onto my chest, my arms holding him by it to support him as the rest of his body just kinda drooped down with his feet on the floor.
I put my face into his hair, smelling the scent and tried to think with my drugged brain of what this scent reminds me of. It turns out to be lemon. Not that awful, strong and kinda itchy lemon. It was more like lemon zest; faint, nice and honestly it suits him well."Stop sniffin' my hair weirdo." The lemon smelling boy giggled a little, his feet doing some sort of floppy thumping gestures on the floor as he just stayed in the same position.
I teasingly inhaled his scent even more, letting out a sigh afterwards.
His hand shot up in response and flicked my forehead. "Owch! Man this is domestic abuse!" I whined.
He chuckled. "Can't be domestic if we're not married or dating." His feet still did that cute little tappy thingie. It just brought a smile to my face and feel all giddy inside. Well, might also be the drugs but whatever.I ruffled his hair. "Yet, but we're in a house, therefore it's domestic." I stated proudly, probably not truthfully but who cares?? That's right. The law, the feds. Fuck them, I'm the boss of this now.
Y/n hummed. "You've got a point there..." His talking has slowed down a little as he brought a finger to his chin, glaring at the furniture across from us. "This is a house."
I couldn't help but to laugh at that adorable reaction! "Did you realize that just now you fuckin' cute druggie!" I said in between laughs.
He groaned. "You're the one who gave me the drugs, shush up. And I'm not cute you stupid..." He trailed off at the end, laughing with me afterwards.Then, silence fell again. Even his tapping of his feet stopped as he stared off into space. As I held him, now fully focused, I noticed that his heart beat is kinda fast and he's shaking a little. I mean, that's a cute reaction to a drug if you ask me.
To be honest I've never seen a person this passive when taking Trippers... I thought he'd be more hyper but of well. Beggars can't be choosers. Unless they have a gun and low standards.The boy the sudden spoke, shifting my attention again. "Sleep..." He just said in a monotone voice.
"You can't sleep now!" I whined, shaking him a little in my arms.
"Why nooot!?" He whined back. He sounded a little like a child.
Because I'm afraid of what I might do once you fall asleep. "Because I'm not having you sleeping in my fucking house! Come on, we can go bother Nii-san if you're tired!" I stood up with him, putting him on his feet and dragging him out of the room.
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