one shots of the haikyuu breed {on-going}

In Honor of 420

Akaashi blanked out, his eyes concentrated on the ceiling, and the noises around him fuzzy. His throat burned slightly with each breath, and he leaned back into the couch with a faint grin on his lips.

"Ne, Akaashi, do you have a pizza?" Bokuto smacked his lips, and blinked slowly. His blood shot eyes drifting across the room to Akaashi.

"There's a box in the kitchen. Bring other munchies," Akaashi said, his voice contorted due to his head lolling over the back of the couch.

Bokuto grunted, and stumbled up the stairs and into the living room.

He thought about pointless, strange things, and decided promptly he was going to get an owl.

Above him, a door opened and closed, and there were giggles. "OHO HO ?" He heard Bokuto.

"OHO HO HO! Blaze it, bitch..." He heard the slurring Kuroo say, as they stumbled down the stairs.

"I got the good," Kuroo said, laughing as he spoke.

Akaashi tilted his head forward. "Hell yeah, kid."

Kuroo and Bokuto plopped down on the shaggy blue carpet, and pulled out a grinder and a bag of pot.

"Kuroo, you have joint paper?" Akaashi blinked slowly, and Kuroo pulled out a small packet in a plastic bag.

"Filters and the paper are in there."

Akaashi grunted, and shuffled to his table. She began to roll his joint. "Is anyone else gonna show?" Kuroo asked, packing the bong slide.

"Ehh, I don't know people usually just appear..." Akaashi grumbled, licking the paper and pressing it down. Akaashi rolled some fire ass joints. It was thick and long, and the room reeked of marijuana.

"Suga, Oikawa, Daichi, Iwaizumi, err.... Tsukishima, and I don't know who else said they were coming." Bokuto said, playing with his lighter, and burning his thumb on accident. He hissed and shook his hand, shoving it in his mouth and Kuroo's peels of laughter seemed endless.

Akaashi put the joint in the corner of his mouth, and pulled his shitty blue bic lighter out of his pocket. He applied the fire to the roll at the end, taking in breaths as he lit it up, until a cherry of light ended it. He pulled in a deep breath through his mouth, and held it as he dropped next to Bokuto. He didn't breath until he felt woozy, and when he released his breath, only a small wisp of smoke can out.

"Hey hey hey, why you zeroing out?" Bokuto laughed.

"Yeah, geez, clearing it constantly is gonna make your lungs shrivel up and die. Smoking is bad." Kuroo scolded.

They all stopped, and burst into a fit of laughter. There were steps on the stairs, and they ignored Lev, Kenma, and Yaku stumbling down the stairs.

Kenma sat on his phone and Yaku shook his head lightly at the trio crying on the ground. Lev took a big swig of his vodka bottle, and grinned. "Have you guys even ripped it yet?" He asked.

Bokuto winked with his mouth open, and Akaashi smirked, and took a hit, holding it out to Kuroo, who began pouring water into the bong.

"We will be..." Kuroo placed the joint between his lips, smoke puffing out of his nose.

They all say back in a circle, and Yaku and Kenma abstained from the sinful things they were doing.

"Where's Tsukki?" Lev asked Kuroo, his eyes big and predatory.

"Go home, you're drunk Lev." Kuroo muttered, sliding the slide into the bong.

Everyone chuckled lightly, and Kuroo passed the joint to Bokuto.

Bokuto breathed out in a rush, sending himself into a coughing fit. "Bruh, that's good." He nodded, handing it off to Lev.

Moments later, Iwaizumi and Oikawa stumbled down the stairs.

"Hinata and Kageyama are baked. They're eating all your pork buns upstairs." Iwaizumi said, pointing in the direction. His eyes were blood shot, yet he still seemed tense.

Yet Oikawa giggle and fluttered about. He pulled a small paper tab out of his pocket with an alien face on it, and smacked it on his tongue.

"Ohhh my, Iwa-chan, shhhh...." He dropped on the couch, falling silent and Iwaizumi shook his head.

Lev passed the joint up to Iwaizumi, who widened his eyes and took a hit. He blew out through his nose, looking like an angry red eyed dragon. He passed it down to Oikawa, who squealed.

"Is this Kuroo's? Where the hell can I buy this dank ass space weed? Aliens had to grow it..." He laughed, handing it down to Akaashi.

"I grow it, he sells it and processes it." Akaashi blinked.

"Interesting... You know, still. Kuroo's hair is full of secrets..." Oikawa's eyes widened as he grinned.

Akaashi shook his head and laughed. "You're cut off, you moron."

Tsukishima snuck down the stairs, saying nothing and waving slightly. He and Iwaizumi nodded briefly at each other and he dropped down next to Kuroo. 

"Are Futakuchi and Aone coming?" Iwaizumi asked the air.

"Naw, they're smuggling shit over the boarders in Texas..." Bokuto volunteered. "Some scary ass fuckers, Aone is nice and big, and Futakuchi is like a snake."

Kuroo laughed as he leaned down to the downstream. He flicked on his lighter, catching the pot on fire and watched as the smoke drifted up and the water bubbled. He pulled out the slide, and inhaled deeply, pulling all the smoke into his lungs. He leaned over to Tsukishima, pulling his lips against his and breathed out.

Tsukishima breathed in simultaneously, and when the kiss broke off he released the smoke into the air.

"It's hard to shotgun the smoke when you don't warn me.." He muttered and Kuroo grinned cheekily.

(A/N) Hello welcome to the Stoner AU. This is the side of the fandom I enjoy TBH. but this has zero plot just a bunch of the characters bullshiting around in Akaashi's basement. In honor of 4/20/16 I present you this. thank you

xxluca