The Beatles: A Mini-series

John (1967)

"Hey check it out. I got a new stash," you heard your boyfriend John say from behind you. He plops down next to you on the couch.
"A new stash of what?" You ask tiredly, eyes fixated on the Telly.
"The freshly cut lawn clippings."
You frown in confusion and look at John. He smiled and held up a bag, the "lawn clippings" being weed.
"Really, that stuff again? John honey, I don't think you should be smoking. Doesn't it affect your health?"
"Hell no. It makes me smarter. C'mon, try it with me."
John has been trying to get you to smoke since you and him started dating. However, you've heard stories about it being bad, and you didn't want to be a part of it. But, the other day when you saw Paul and John tripping balls, you figured maybe trying it wouldn't hurt.
You sigh. "..Fine. I'll try it. But just a little bit."
"Sweet! I'm going to go get the paper."
John went to a room, and came back with some paper. You watched him spread the weed in the paper, roll it up, and light it. He put it to his lips and inhaled. He let out a slow exhale, and you saw the relaxation already showing on his face.
He took another hit and then said, "Here, only take a small inhale. You'll most likely cough, but don't worry, everyone does on the first try. Just inhale lightly, let it form in your mouth and throat, and then exhale slowly."
You took the joint from him and put it to your lips. You did what he told you, and indeed you did cough, but ultimately you liked it.
"Can I have another hit?" You asked.
"Of course. Just still go slow. You don't want to push it."
You did it again, but a slightly bigger one. You and John passed the joint around until you were both feelin' good. You laid next to each other on the couch, had Jefferson Airplane playing on the record player, and sharing a bag of biscuits.
"Hey...wanna know something interesting?" Asked John. "Paul and I were talkn' the other day, and he told me about parallel universes."
"What's that?"
"Okay..so you...you know what a universe is right?"
You laughed. "Well, yeah. What am I? 5?" You guys laughed together.
"Okay nice..good. Okay so a parallel universe is like a universe where the opposite or something that has to do with the same people and town are warped at the same time as now in this universe. Okay..for example. You and I are sitting here high on a couch. Well, okay, in a parallel universe, we could be here at the same time, but sober or even like, 15 years ago."
"Wow," you breathed. "That's some crazy shit. So like, in a different universe, we could also like, be sitting here, but we don't even know each other."
John giggled. "Sure."
"Do you believe in it, Johnny?"
"I believe it's a possibility. Anything is possible. Hey, we should have sex."
You laughed your ass off at the sudden offer. It was so random and off topic. After you calmed down, you looked at John. And you realized that being high also made you hornier. You two started to kiss, and then it turned into John thrusting into you and your legs wrapped around his waist on the couch. During the sex, you two rolled off the couch. You collapsed into laughter, but of course kept going until John pulled out. You realized two things that day: being high is a journey and having high sex is very fun.

{ A/N: Hey guys, a little smut for you today (; haha I hoped you enjoyed this one, I sure did. It seemed very John to throw weed and sex in together for a John '67 story. Anyhow, don't let the young ones read this one and I'll see you next chapter! Love you!
P.S. John is a actually pretty good looking with a mustache, I never noticed it until now. Of course, Ringo is still my favorite always. Yes I don't feel guilty for calling another man attractive lol. }