𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 / Wilbur soot oneshots

I want to get high

Content warning: Drugs.

"Follow me, I know a spot." Wilbur takes my hands and leads me to a dark underpass, we sit crosslegged on the floor and he retrieves a small bag and lighter from his pocket. "My mate gave me this, do you want to try it?" He asked. At first I felt unsure but I decided I wanted to test it out.

As he begins fiddling with the skins in an effort to roll a decent joint, I gaze around. I could barely make out some graffiti plastered on the rocky wall and could hear cars speeding on the motorway above us. After two failed attempts of rolling he finally did an okay job at making the joint and began to light it.

The small lighter barely illuminated his face yet I could clearly see the joint placed in between his lips, his eyes concentrating and looking down and his curly brown hair slightly covering his left eye. He took the first pull of the spliff and blew the smoke out of his mouth seductively. He took a couple more pulls before getting closer and holding it up to my face.

I confidently wrapped my lips around the joint and took a drag only to be met with me uncontrollably coughing. Of course Wil thought it was absolutely hilarious but I was somewhat embarrassed, his laugh echoed in the underpass which also gave me a comforting feeling. I love his laugh.

"Here i'll help you out," he stated before taking another pull. Instead of blowing the smoke out he got closer to my face. Our lips connected and I felt the smoke enter my mouth, the kiss was electric. We simultaneously pulled away both blushing slightly and I blew the smoke out.

I near instantly felt my mouth dry up, but instead of the usual worrying, a sense of calmness and relaxation seeped through my body. I made eye contact with Wil and smirked, he looked so hot and irresistible.

"I think you might have to do that again." I flirted and he wasted no time taking a pull and connecting our lips once more. The moment was incomparable, he pulled away again and gave me a wink. We took turns finishing the joint and each puff felt euphoric.

He carelessly threw the bud on the floor and got even closer to me, one hand reached up to my face and slowly caressed it. His face was inches away from mine and he took his time examining my every feature. I couldn't take it anymore. I firmly placed my hand at the back of his neck and pulled him in, our kiss was long and passionate.

His free hand made its way to my waist and pulled me on top of his lap, I sat straddling his and the kiss became filled with lust. My other hand eased under his sweatshirt and slowly traced his chest. Just as he started to put his hand on my thigh, inching it upwards, we heard a noise.

The sound of people talking and heavy footsteps rang in my ears and we immediately stopped kissing. "Shit we need to go." He breathlessly spoke before grasping my hand and quickly legging it away from the spot. We ran for a couple minutes, me nearly tripping over a twig twice, before we stopped and caught our breath. Turns out we were definitely not supposed to be hanging out there. Instead of explaining himself Wil started giggling with that familiar laugh and I couldn't help but join in.

The rest of the night was spent with us going back to his flat and ordering a takeaway as we both had a bad case of the munchies. This was a night i'll never forget.

Author notes:
I have no idea how to write kissing scenes lol. based of a true story ofc but obvs dont condone doing it if your underage or anything xx