you lay on your side with your back facing gyutaro. he had tried to comfort you throughout the night, but you just couldn't find comfort. he was sitting up with his back against his headboard staring ahead at the tv that quietly played as background noise.
"are you sure you aren't hungry [y/n]?" gyutaro asked. you could tell he really wanted to help you. there wasn't anything anyone could do to help you at this given time though. "i just need some fresh air. i'll be back." you respond.
you unplug your phone from its charger and crawl out of bed. gyutaro started to say something to you but stopped. he nodded several times and watched you exit his room. you turned on your phone flashlight as you navigated his halls. walking past the kitchen, you looked into the living room out of the window.
the street was illuminated by the street lights lined on either it It gave the porch an orange hue. you opened the door and silently shut it behind yourself. there were three chairs along the porch when you stepped out. the concrete was cold on your feet. you walk over to the middle chair and sat down.
as soon as you're adjusted, you feel the tears spring to your eyes. "f*ck you tengen." you murmured. you clicked open your phone to see the screen flash 12:02am. you opened up your phone and went to tengen's contact. a tear splattered on the screen as you read the last text he ever sent to you.
it was a photo of you sleeping on his arm. his face was slightly visible on half of the screen. he was smiling. underneath the photo, the text read: "my god, you always look so beautiful, my love."
you shut off the phone and began to cry. it was a cry that came from deep within your soul. you never thought a person could hurt you so bad. you sniffled and repeatedly wiped at your eyes. "the hell's up with you?" a voiced snickered from the darkness.
you quickly look up and stand out of the chair. akaza walks up the porch smiling. he eyes you up and down. "you're even wearing his shirts now too huh? do you have anything on under it?" he asked, wriggling his eyebrows. you flicked him off and pulled the shirt down.
"don't be shy, [y/n]." akaza stepped up to you and got in your face. his breath smelled like liquor and mint. "f*ck off akaza, i'm not in the mood." you growl. "gyutaro couldn't please right, huh? i bet i could do a hell of a better job." he smiled as he licked his lips and leaned into you.
"akaza back the f*ck up." gyutaro hissed. akaza put his hands up in surrender and laughed. "calm own big boy! i was only f*cking with her." "yeah, whatever a*shole." gyutaro mumbled as he rolled his eyes.
"[y/n], do you wanna lay back down? me and akaza were gonna match." gyutaro says. "i want to join." you say. "are you sure? i don't think-" "i said i want to join." you say once again. akaza smiles. "you heard the lady!" he laughs. gyutaro pulls up a chair and motions for you to sit down.
he picks one up and passes it to Akaza. you sit in between both boys. you stare off into the distance as akaza and gyutaro have a conversation among themselves. "[y/n] you sure you don't want to lay down?" gyutaro questions. he looks over at you with a slight frown on his face.
"no." you reply. "the hell happened with her?" akaza asked as he lit the blunt. "nothing. she's just having a rough night is all." gyutaro says. "well then let's get you high so you forget what you're even sad about!" akaza cheers.
gyutaro chuckles. you rub your hands against your thighs and take in a deep breath. you wanted to do anything, absolutely anything that would take tengen off of your mind for a moment. "look at this baby." akaza announced. both gyutaro and you look up to see akaza praising a very large blunt. it was filled to the absolute brim with little pieces of the bud falling out.
"you're gonna be crossed as f*ck." gyutaro laughs. he shakes his head and claps his hands together. "that's always the goal." akaza grins. finally he takes a draw. he hastily coughs out little puffs of smoke. "slow down now." gyutaro warned.
akaza hands you the blunt as he tries to regain his composure. you take it from his fingers and put it up to your lips. you inhale and hold it in before blowing out a stream of smoke and sighing. you take another hit, this time blowing it out of your nose. you're surprised by this newfound trick and smile a little.
while you're distracted, gyutaro slips the blunt from your hand and starts to smoke it. you all listen to the sounds of crickets and distance cars.
you rotate the blunt three times amongst yourselves before you feel it slowly but surely kicking in. akaza's as well as gyutaro's voice slowly started to go in and out of your ears. as akaza passes it back to you, you slowly put it to your lips. you hit it a few times, then stop.
"[y/n] stop chiefing that shit." gyutaro says. you turn your head and look at him. his lips weren't moving but you had heard him say something.
"what...?" you ask. "oh sh*t you look out of this world." gyutaro snickered. he began to laugh harder and harder until he was leaned back in the chair, clutching his stomach. akaza got up and turned your face towards his. he stared into your eyes before laughing as well.
hearing them laugh only made you laugh. you three were crying for air as the porch was engulfed in laughing and shuffling feet. "will you guys shut the f*ck up!" who you assumed to be daki stepping onto the porch in a tank top and some pajama shorts. her arms were crossed tightly over her chest.
"i can already tell you three are high as sh*t." she sighs, "if you're gonna laugh that loud be inside the house at least." with that, she turns and walks into the house. you decide to get up and start to follow her in.
"we can smoke the rest inside." akaza says as he places the blunt between his lips and begins smoking again.
