drabbles | bts (discont)

High

highschool weed!au
because I am just in love with stoner hoseok goodbye

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seokjin just wanted to go to the bathroom.

but now, he's being begged by some guy who was smoking weed in one of the stalls, living his highschool days with absolute happiness and the most absolute certainty no one would find him during break in the bathroom high in the last stall that nobody apparently "goes to."

"I swear I'll let you have half of my weed if you don't tell the teachers I was getting high in the bathroom." he says, grabbing on to seokjin's pants kneeling on the dirty floor.

seokjin puts on a disgusted expression, part because he's on his knees on the floor which has probably been peed on and also because his pants probably smell like weed now. "please get off me."

and the guy obediently follows, patting his hands on his trousers still sitting on the ground, with puppy eyes.

seokjin can't really say no to anyone, he's just too nice to say no. he doesn't want to get involved with this guy's situation too, they might question him how he found him smoking weed in the first place, and why he smells like weed himself.

seokjin can only imagine getting arrested for smuggling drugs.

"I won't, okay?" seokjin reassures the guy, and he lights up, immediately standing up to meet seokjin eye-level.

"thank you!" he smiles. his smile is enormous, he could probably get away being the sun for fucking Halloween if he just smiles.

"yeah." seokjin replies, swinging the door of the stall open, so he can get to his next class. "I'm kim seokjin, by the way. third year."

"Jung hoseok, freshmen!" and seokjin's eyes widen hearing he's an actual freshmen. freshmen don't smoke weed at school. especially in a bathroom stall.

"have you-" seokjin stammers, collecting himself of the shock, "have you been getting high since junior high?" he says in an incredulous tone.

"uh, yeah. started in my third year, and I couldn't stop." hoseok grins again, as if he's achieved something.

seokjin then exits the bathroom, trying to forget about his encounter with the jung hoseok he'd just met - and trying to find his cologne so he can rid this weed smell off of him. that's when he turns around and finds hoseok actually walking behind him.

"oh hi!" he half shouts, smiling from ear to ear at seokjin. hoseok trots over closer to seokjin, trying to meet his pace.

"you know- sometimes I think about the stars relationship with myself. but then I just find myself eating the grass in my yard. my friend namjoon's also pretty cool, but he keeps talking about how everyone's gonna die someday and how much he regrets ever getting high from my fumes. he's great."

oh fuck. seokjin thinks. he's stoned.

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idk how to continue this. 2seok because heck yeah. THANK YOU SM FOR 2k omg guys ilysm