Don't you ever get stuck in the sky

I sit in my desolate room

Serj pov

I paced back and forth at the door, John and Shavo were passing a joint on the couch to each other. Fuck what was taking Daron so long? My phone vibrated in my pocket, sent from Daron was the message, "On my way". Fuck, finally. I was starting to get worried. I sigh and stand still for a second, rubbing my thumb on the bride of my long pointy nose. I look at the guys on the couch and say.

"Daron heading his way here." They both look at me and Shavo nods, John lets out an exaggerated sigh.

"Fucking finally, I was waiting for that fucking whore to show up." John practically yells, he gets loud when he's high. He didn't have to call Daron a whore, I mean...is he wrong? I watch from the window by my door as a small grey-silver car makes its way up onto my driveway. I sigh and whisper to myself.

"Finally."

I walk out the door and to Daron's car, he's sitting in the seat staring up at me as I stand at his window. He puts his small hand on a button and the window rolls down.

"Hey?" he says shyly, he seems nervous because he was so late. I'm not mad at him, just wondering why the hell his ass was so late. I sigh and lean further into the car window.

"Why were you so late?" I said, slightly in an interrogative way. My eyebrow raises as his eyes dart around his car, he seems to be looking for an excuse.

"I umm...like I said, I was getting something from home!" he said finally, his huge pupil's eyes looking up into mine with pride. I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose.

"Alright...just c'mon, let's get this party started," I exclaim to him as I open his car door for him after he unlocks it. As he steps out he slightly wobbles with his steps, huh... I look around his car quickly and see an odd stain on his dashboard. I've been in his car before, but that wasn't always there. His hair was also kinda, like, damp. Sweaty? Hmm...whatever. I turn around and walk with Daron into my home. The 2 men hanging on the couch turn to us, I smile as I pat Daron on the shoulder.

"Look who's here!" I say with a large smile, I look at Daron with my large hand on his small shoulder, his cheeks slightly turning the shade of pink of his perfect lips. Fuck...what am I thinking.

"Oh hey man! Finally!" Shavo yelled from the couch, a beer resting in his hand. Daron smiled and his short stature walked to the couch, he plopped down it with a bratty sigh. John rolled his eyes, he always gets pissed while he's high. It's funny.

"Yeah sorry, I had to grab something and got distracted" he picked down at his nails seemingly nervously. I walked over to the couch, my hair bouncing with my steps. I plop down heavily next to the small boy, he slightly bounces up from my weight compared to his. I snicker a little and lean over Daron to reach the bong by his feet, my face... very close to his crotch. I raise my eyebrows slightly as I lean back up with the Bong in my hands, a large smirk on my face. I set the bong in between my legs and hold it there, I grab the crushed-up cannabis and place it carefully into the bowl on the bong, and my free hand reaches for the Orange and red lighter on the side table of the small couch. I click the lighter a few times above the bowl as my mouth suctions atop the bong. The lighter lights up and lights the green a blaze, the water in the bottom of the bong bubbling a loud sizzle and creating perfect smoke. I take a few seconds before taking the bowl out and inhaling all the smoke, before blowing it out of my nose.

I feel large eyes staring into me as I lean back onto the couch from that rip, my head turns to the boy next to me. Daron's eyes were staring right into me before quickly turning away and bothering Shavo for the blunt. I chuckle before taking another short rip. Damn, this shit works wonders. I look over and see the small man with a joint resting in between his small fingers, I watch as he takes a few puffs from it. God. His lips. They're... perfect. I bite my lip slightly as I stare at him, I can tell he notices but he's refusing to look over at me.

"Yo D, can I take a hit from that?" I say, putting a large hand on his small shoulder. He quickly turns to me before slightly smiling at the edge of his mouth and saying.

"Y-yeah here you go, Serj..." his small hand reached toward me and my fingers intertwined with his for one second before I grabbed the blunt for myself. I take a deep hit from it and breathe out the smoke from my mouth. I turn my head to Daron and see him shuffling around while he sits, kinda...squirming. Hmmm...

"You good there, D?" I ask worryingly, wondering if he's uncomfortable, and why he's squirming around in his seat.

Daron quickly nods before he puts his hands over his crotch, huh...odd? I lean closer to Daron to make him feel better, at least I think it's helping, but...I may know what else it's doing to him. And I'm starting to enjoy it. I pass the joint back to Daron and he hands it to Shavo.

"Yo thanks, man," the bald man says as he takes a hit and coughs a bit, John laughs at him.

"Slow down there bro," John says with a chuckle at the end. Shavo and John go on to have a conversation while Daron and I sit quietly on the couch, I hand Daron the bong and put it on his lap.

"Here you go D, it'll calm your nerves. I've noticed you've been squirming around and I wanna make sure you're not stressed or like something...I dunno...just looking out for you...Man," I say with a soft tone of voice. I see his eyebrows slightly raised as the bong is placed on His lap and he bites his lip...oh...OH...oh that's..he's...oh my god. My eyes widen slightly and I look into his eyes, my eyes look at his face and the bong sitting on his lap. I tilt my head slightly and thoughts start appearing in my head. Holy shit. I clear my throat.

"Are...are you?.." I say and nod my head down toward his crotch with the bong resting on it. His legs close tighter and he nods slightly. I let out a hitched breath, my eyes made their way over to Shavo and John, who were still chatting.

"Yo Shavo, Johnny boy. Me and Daron um...were gonna like uh... I have to do something with him...real quick it's pretty personal so" I say to them as I nod at Daron, they both shrug.

"Alright go ahead we don't give two flying fucks!" John says and laughs with Shavo as they quickly start yapping and passing the blunt around. I make eye contact with Daron and he seemingly telepathically says, "I'm ready". I nod to him as we both walk silently to my small room. Our hands slightly brush together as we make our way over.