fucked up.

5- live smoke sesh

The next morning.

You groaned as you woke up out of your bed. Looking at your half decorated room. 'God, My room hasn't looked this fucking borin'. You went to your bathroom to get freshened up. Turning the shower on, undressing. You grabbed your speaker to play some music as well. You stepped into the warm shower and lather up your body with your 2 favorite scents. Cocoa butter and Coconut.

You did your normal skin routine and got dressed with something comfy cause you were only finishing your room today. Black biker shorts, and crop top. You didn't really feel like doing anything to your hair so you just puffed it up into a afro. 'DING'. You grabbed your phone.

Mina: Baukgo cooked, come down n eat monkey

You: otw, n-word

You walked downstairs and as you got closer the smell of the food only got better. You walked into the kitchen.

"gah dayum, white boy can cook too?!?!?" You said teasing him.

"white boy cultured??" Mina added, causing yall to laugh.

"Yall just pressed, I got mad skills. " He said, scraping the rest of the eggs onto a plate.

"boy please" I said, sitting down on the couch.

"Nigga can you hurry up" Deku said to baukgo

"yall always rushing someone, but dont know how to cook yall selves" He yelled with a mug, finishing the food. Everyone came and grabbed a plate. You got your food, and took a bite.

"DAYUM" You yelled, munching.

"See? Mad ass skills" Baukgo said smirking, feeling proud.

"Dont feed his ego, y/n" Denki said.

After everyone finished, You headed up to your room, getting started on your room. You searched for a good playlist to play.

30 minutes in and you were having trouble putting up your led lights, and posters. You got frustrated, and knocked on baukgos door. He opened the door with his shirt off. It took you a second to remember what you were gonna say.

"What?"

"Don't "what" me"

"What do you want y/n" He said like he was in some kinda rush.

"Can you help me hang up stuff?"

Without saying anything, he huffed, went to go put a shirt on and walked to your room. You followed behind him. He looked around, and he noticed you had a good vibe. Artist posters, like Tyler, the creator, Jhene Aiko, Summer Walker, Frank Ocean, Lucki, J. Cole, and more waiting to be put up. Long led lights too. Even your bed had a good vibe. Fluffly pillows, stuff animals, and big fluffy white blanket. He liked that you had an actual personality. Your room described you the most.

"Okay, so first, the R&B, soul artists are going over there, and then the rappers, and stuff go over there" You instructed pointing at walls. He nodded.

"But I want them high up" You added.

"Im not fucking 6'10, y/n"

"Put me on your shoulders then, goofy," You said grabbing the first poster to be put up.

"You deadass?" He said with his eyebrows raised, and head tilted.

"The most dead ass I can be." With a straight face. "Come on, big boy" You said in a country accent. He did the most dramatic sigh, knowing he didn't really mean it, cause he actually wanted to spend some time with you. He bent down, as you climbed onto his shoulders. Surprising his shoulders were big enough for your thighs. He slowly stood up and grabbed onto your thighs so you didn't fall. His hands caught you off guard, but you lowkey liked it. Both of yall did. Nigga was all cheesy on the inside and everything.