Buddhist || Derek Luh. [SLOW UPDATES]

3 • "yo, les' hotbox."

"yo, les' hotbox."

•Kai's POV•

How crazy is it that moving here led me to a chill, hot, funny guy? He's perfect. He smokes, he's tall, he's hella sexy, he's funny. The only thing left on my list is loyalty.

When we make it to his plug's house, he turns to me and smiles gently, looking through me like glass.

"Do you want to wait out here or...?"

I smile and shake my head, following him inside as he leads the way. Without knocking, he opens the door and immediately smoke seeps out.

We walk inside, neither of us coughing due to being already adjusted and used to it. Derek takes a side glance at me and smirks.

"What? You thought I was a prude?"

He laughs, the corners of his eyes crinkling and his dimples showing. He shakes his head at me before continuing through the house expertly.

I follow him, looking around at the faded cream walls. There are a few sketchy pictures on the walls and some people lurking here and there, a blunt or bong in their possession.

I catch sight of a dirty looking guy, slouched against the wall with a blunt behind his ear and a bong in his hands. His eyes are beet red and he has a creepy grin on his face, shamelessly looking me up.

I instinctively step closer to Derek and grab his arm, wrapping mine around it. He glances down at me and then follows my gaze, glaring so hard at the man that I'm surprised it didn't set him on fire.

"Fuck off." Derek growls, making me lick my lips, a little turned on, I'll admit.

The man huffs and turns around, making his way somewhere else in the house. I smile up at Derek, who is looking down at me with concern.

"S-" I cut him off with a shake of my head.

"Don't, thank you for that." I say instead, smiling again. He offers me a small smile back.

"I'll always be here to protect you, angel. Don't thank me."

I blush a little and nod, brushing my hair back from my forehead as I detach myself from Derek.

He continues to walk but slips his harm, big hand into my cold and small one. I smile to myself and follow him through the halls of the worn out home.

When we make it inside a large living room, littered with various potheads and stoners, all high off their ass.

"Ay, Luh."

Both me and Derek turn to the voice, and I see a guy with longish hair that is in a man bun, wearing a hoodie and some sweats, grinning at Derek.

He stops in front of us and Derek lets go of my hand, giving the stranger one of those guy handshake/hug things.

Derek slips his hand back into my own and the stranger turns to me, his grin widening.

"Wassup, ma? Haven't seen you 'round here."

I smile and nod, holding my hand out for him to shake but he laughs and goes in for a hug, making me laugh too.