Baby When You are Drunk and I am High

Know You

His voice was deep with a different sweet yet gruff quality to it. I froze for a second but then relaxed soon and replied
"Well It's not nice to leave such a priceless property unguarded either"
"Fair enough but now if you are done Can I have it back". He replied back to my smart quip.
"How about a deal?" I asked him raising my eyebrows.
"What kind of deal" He asked with similar raised brows.
"Why don't we share the goods?"

I had no idea why I said this, must be the fact that I was high out of my mind or maybe, just maybe I wanted to know him and his suicidal tendencies. Ohh! did I forget to mention that the owner of the class apart bourbon was none other than Swayam. He didn't reply so I prompted
"what, cat got your tongue"
"I'm just processing the deal" He replied with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Well are you going to decide tonight" I asked in an annoyed tone.
"Hmmm fine"
Saying so he plopped down beside me with a sigh. He was close enough for me too smell his cologne but not close enough for me to decide whether I liked the Fragrance or not. He picked the bottle and took a large swig. I was impressed because he did not even flinch. My respect for him increased, guy could handle his alcohol well, I must say. I went to pick the bottle but he caught my wrist. His palm was a perfect blend of hard and soft. I looked at him with a confused frown on my face. He said facing ahead
"I thought we were sharing"
I remembered the deal which was long forgotten due to the intoxication and pulled out a cigarette and lighter and gave it to him. He lit the cigarette and smoked and released the puff of smoke before speaking again.
"Why did you steal my alcohol" His tone was curious yet teasing.
"Needed strong buzz and this jewel was lying unguarded" My answer did not get any reaction except a subtle nod of the head.

We both kept smoking and drinking for a few minutes, when suddenly out of nowhere I suggested
"Want to have a staring Match?"

I thought he was going to laugh at my crazy suggestion but to my utter surprise he just nodded and faced me and for the first time I saw his eyes properly they were deep brown with a blackish texture, I bet his eyes change color with change in his emotions. You must be confused as to why I suggested this game, well call me insane, it is a way for me to feel superior. Confused? You see whenever I have these matches with anyone I always win as the pain in my eyes becomes too much for others to handle and they blink because of the tears forming in their eyes but today my motive was too see if I could beat the guy who was pained enough to try and commit suicide.

I took one last drag out of my cigarette and faced him and closed my eyes as I prepared them for the coming challenge. I opened them after a few seconds and they immediately locked with the deep brown orbs of his. This was different than any other match so far, it was intense. His eyes reflected all the pain he was feeling and believe me when I say it was too much. I did not back down but soon tears started falling down my eyes and I knew that I will lose this one so I decided to put both of us out of our misery.

I lowered my head slowly and touched my forehead to his lips as way to tell him that I give up and he won. He took a deep breath and exhaled. His warm breath touched my forehead and I felt his lips brush lightly against it like a feather. I stayed like that for a few moments then backed up and sat like before and resumed the drinking and smoking and he joined in too. We were both recovering when out of nowhere he asked
"truth or dare"
"Hmm?" I asked with a confused frown etched onto my face.
"Well I figured since we are not going anywhere how about we play a game" His voice held no emotion at all but it was not cold or harsh either.
"Hmm dare" I replied.
"What were your first thoughts when you laid your eyes on me? Act on it"

My eyes widened for a split second but I soon recovered and gave him a cocky smile. I crawled over to him and straddled his lap. He stiffened, surprised that I'd do something like this and I enjoyed his reaction immensely but then he relaxed. I took my hands and knotted my fingers in his hair and slowly massaged his hair feeling the softness of it. Well they were even softer than they looked. I remembered that i wanted to know what exactly he smelled like so next I leaned down a bit and dragged my nose from his jaw line to his neck inhaling his cologne to figure out the fragrance.

It was difficult to determine, even being so close did not help so I dug my face into the crook of his neck and inhaled again. He exhaled soundly and gripped my waist as if telling me to stop but I just focused on the task. but still I could not make out the fragrance it was different, as I could smell a mixture of his aftershave, cologne, musk, leather and something unique. I liked it so as appreciation I kissed the side of his neck and then resumed my previous position on the ground and took a large swig of bourbon...

"Truth or dare" This time it was me asking him.