Friend!Noah

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CW: weed, kisses


MAYBE it started out friendly, right? just a casual hang out at his house. nothing you weren't used to at this point. you don't really smoke, never tried it. they never judged you for it, always offered if you ever did wanna try, they'd take it so easy on you and would never rush/push you into more than what you were comfortable with. so ya know what, this is the time. you're gonna smoke weed today! so when you get there and everyone's outside surrounded by a fire you're extra comfortable. it's warm, there's no reason to be nervous, all your friends are right there, Noah is RIGHT there. he always has your back. as the night goes on and more people are working their way inside to play some drinking games, you and Noah are left outside with a half smoked blunt and a weak fire going. you'd take a deep breath, Noah immediately catching onto your nerves. "hey, what's wrong honey?" Noah always got a lil more affectionate when he was high. you weren't complaining though. you'd shake your head and tell him nothing. he'd cock his eyebrow, 100% not believing what you said. so you'd just quick talk it out. "iwannasmokeweedbutimalittlenervous" and you'd take another breath and stare at the fire. all to hear his sweet chuckle, "there's this thing that we could do, where you don't have to take a hit off the blunt. i could take the hit, give it to you and see how you feel." and you're more confused now, what is talking about? how can you get high by not smoking it? he'd see the confusion on your face, "you trust me, yeah?" and you'd nod.

he'd pull you into his lap, and you're already beet red. nervous, shy, hoping to all fucks that he can't feel how fast your heart is beating. "open your mouth a little bit." he'd relight the blunt, take a rather big hit, grab your jaw and pull you close. close enough that his lips were on yours and blow the smoke into your lungs. he'd pull away a little, hand still holding your jaw. "fuck it." he'd mumble, before he pulled you back into his lips. "gotta have another taste, you understand right?" he'd say between kisses.

your kiss was interrupted when the slider opened and Jesse stood there wide eyed, immediately turning back into the house yelling, "YOU GUYS OWE ME 20 BUCKS. THEY'RE OUT HERE SUCKING FACE!!" Noah would just shake his head, rub his thumb against your cheek, press a soft kiss to your mouth. "go upstairs, i'll meet you in my bed in 10 minutes okay? we got some things to talk about."

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