It's you, asshole [UNFINISHED]

One

Yoongi's POV:
This was good. Or I though so right now. The weed slowly getting to my brain as I release the smoke out of my nostrils. It feels like I can see the stars now hah. I throw my hands up as my muscles relax.
"This is some good shit" Jimin laughs.
He's sitting on the ground resting his back against the sofa. I can smell his honey shampoo even when the room has a thick mist of the drug hovering around.
"I know right? Namjoon knows the stuff" I chuckle.
Jimin turned around to face me. My vision is hazy already as I feel the warmth of his lips lingering over mine. I close my eyes feeling more and more dizzy. Dizzy in a good way. His plumps lips finally open letting a cloud of that smoke of weed escape in between our lips. I grin for a second as he kisses me. Our tongues fight for dominance for some time as I quickly and slide down the couch to make myself comfortable in his lap as his fingers rest on my hips. I pull away to get another inhale of the drug.
"You know..." He looks at the steeling licking his lips "She asked me out today at school.." I can see a smile creeping on his face...
"And" I ask a little bitterly...
I know... I have a big, heavy crush on my best friend. Jimin. God how many times have I held myself from telling him the truth when we made out. But.. We're just friends... with benefits.. Nothin more. Plus! He has a crush on this girl named Ryejin... I choose to stay silent. As long as I get to puff weed and fuck around with him I'm good I guess. Even though my heart stings more and more when he mentions her..
"Yoongi, I never though she would make the first move" Jimin giggles and gazes at me, I can feel him leaning in for some more.
I quickly blow out the smoke into his face, sit beside him and stick the roll in between my lips looking away.
"Great" I sound sarcastic..
"You sound sarcastic" Jimin says as he squints form the smoke I just blew at him.
"Don't I always" I look at him with a fake smile.
Even weed doesn't work to get me feel right I guess... Jimin was still stoned because he quickly smiled and sucked in some more chucking to himself. He quickly then threw himself onto me sucking on my neck. Do I reject him again? No.. I gasp for a slight second as I feel his teeth on my skin and dig my fingers in his dark hair. I want him to cover my skin with hickeys.. Even when they mean nothing to him...
God damn it...

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Sorry that first chapters will be so short O.O