hbc one shots 🤟

im bored

this is actually such a random one shot but i wanted to write it so badly so cause i thought it would be funny. i was right 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. happy 4/20 motherfuckers xxx anywayyyy hope you're okay and well. sending kisses and hugs xx

"im bored," helena said, rolling over to be on her stomach, looking at the side of your head.
you were both just on top of your bed, staring at the ceiling. it had been a long summers day, and such a bore at that. as you looked over at helena, a perfect idea came into you head. an idea which you were most excited about.
"omg i know what we can do," you said a smirk on your face as you wiggled your eyebrows at her. "nooooooo im too tired for that," she groaned rolling her eyes at you. your dreams=crushed. you repositioned yourself slightly, now coming to lie on your side holding your head up with your hand.

"what do you suggest we do then?" you said, slightly disappointed she didn't want to shag you right now. (slightly was an understatement, you were actually devastated.) "that's why im asking you," she said as if it was the most obvious answer ever. honestly she does your head in sometimes. "technically you didn't ask me anything, you just said you were bored," you retorted raising your eyebrows at her. you had spent a whole week with this woman and her bullshit, and you needed to get her to chill out for a bit. "oh fuck off," she said as she swatted your arm. you chuckled heartily smiling genuinely. "omg i'm a legend," you said sitting up, the most amazing wonderful and spectacular idea popping into your huge brain.

"bit of an overestimation if you ask me but do continue," she said, now also sitting up.
"first of all, rude. second of all," you said pausing reaching over to your shared bedside table opening the draw.
"what are you doing?" she asked, craning her neck trying to see what you were doing. you simply ignored her and kept on looking. you felt around for a moment, before you fingers finally grasped around the thing you were looking for. you came back to face her, pulling your hand from behind your back, finally showing her what you were holding.

"Y/N WHY WOULD YOU KEEP THAT IN MY BEDSIDE TABLE?!" she exclaimed horrified that you would keep something like that in her bedside table. you laughed loudly at her response. the age gap between you and helena had never really been something you noticed, yet it was moments like these in which they reminded you. you leaned over again, you hand going back into the bedside table, trying to find your lighter and ashtray. "can you just chill out? it's not that bad. cmon you know you want to. have you ever even tried it?" you mumbled still trying to find what you were looking for.

finally, you grabbed both of the things that you were looking for that, you kept in the drawer of the bedside table just in case a situation like this was to ever arise. "course i've tried it, i was a teenager before dickhead." she said rolling her eyes. "yeah you seem like the type of person to do that," you said ignoring that fact she just called you a dickhead. she stared longingly at you slowly licking her lips, while you placed the spliff between your lips and lit the end. god, she thought. you inhaled, the feeling of calmness flooded through you. defo in your top 3 feelings. first being helena's fingers and second was of course her tongue😛😛😛.

"excuse you, what's that supposed to mean?" she asked sounding quite offended. "no no no, i didn't mean it in a bad way," you laughed, taking another hit turning your head away from the woman in front of you to blow the smoke out of your mouth. "i was just saying that, you know, you seem like the type of person that used to smoke weed all the time," you said chuckling slightly, tapping the ash off the end off the spliff into the ashtray. "ill have you know i didn't smoke weed all the time," she said raising her eyebrows and pursing her lips slightly. "yeah sure you didn't," you laughed as you took yet another hit. "i did not!" she exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest making her boobs look absolutely fantastic.

"mhmm i don't believe you one bit," you whispered, looking her in the eye playfully. although your eyes did continuously dart between her eyes and boobs, for she still had her arms crossed pushing them up. this, definitely did not go unnoticed by helena herself. "i swear," she said, placing one hand on her heart and saluted the other one as though she were taking a pledge. "prove it," you said, and wiggled your eyebrows slightly. helena looking at you in confusion tilting her head slightly to the side. "prove to me, the sexiest person in the whole world, and take a hit from this spliff."
you whispered, moving closer to her as you spoke. "well that makes absolutely no sense at all," she said turning her head away from you, now looking at the ceiling in the far corner of the room. "yeah just cause you know i'm right," you said in a sing-song sort of voice, laughing to yourself slightly.

"please explain to me, how me taking a hit from your spliff would show you that i smoked weed all the time" she said turning to look at you in the eyes. the smell engulfed the room, and it was all that your breath smelled of. "why should i?" you said not really have a reason, but just wanting to see the older woman take a hit from the spiff. you offered the joint in your hand to the woman, who was now unbelievably close to you due to you unconsciously scooting closer and closer towards her. she looked from the thing between your fingers and your eyes rapidly, contemplating her decision.

"i can't believe i'm doing this," she whispered under breath uncrossing her arms and reaching for the spliff in between your fingers. she looked from the thing that was now in her fingers to you again. you gazed at her intently, interested in what she was going to do next. you could stare at her for years and never get bored. "no one's forcing you to do it. i'm not part of that peer pressure shit," you said raising you hand in defence, as she look at you accusingly. "what you're doing is literally the definition of peer pressure," she said rolling her eyes. "no it's really not. now, are you going to take a hit or can i have it back?" you said raising your eyebrows and putting out your hand. she looked at you as though you had just said the most stupidest thing ever. helena's looks spoke a thousand words and you knew (thankfully) what nearly all of them meant.

"i'm not a pussy," she said as she took the spliff to her lips and inhaled. she closed her eyes enjoying the feeling. as she exhaled the smoke, she made little o's while looking at you in the eye. as all of the smoke left her lungs, she smirked at you playfully and then winked. "I KNEW IT!" you said exclaimed, laughing hysterically loving the fact that you were right. "oh piss off," she said going to take another hit, now also laughing. "just cause you're right, doesn't mean you can be an arsehole about it," she said as she exhaled, squinting her eyes at you smiling. you simply smirked at the woman before you. you were both about to get high as fuckkkkkkk.