Down To Get High (George)*short*

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The wind blew through the trees softly. I listened to the cool wind as it rustled through the leaves. My head and back rested against  the trunk, while my love rested his head on my thighs. I played with his long hair,  brushing it through my fingers.
He sighed contentedly.

"Y/N," he breathed.
I hummed in response.
He pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small plastic bag. He gestured it at me to take it. Looking closer, it was small, sheet like. It then clicked in my mind what he had handed me.
"Lsd?" I whispered, curious.
"We dont have to do it if you don't want to. I just know you haven't experienced it yet." He said with a shrug.
"Hmph, why not, " I spoke to myself. I opened the bag  gently, taking out two small squares of LSD paper.  I took a tablet, and looked at George. He smiled sweetly at me, before opening his mouth wide and sticking out his tongue. I giggled softly and placed it into his mouth.
I then took one, studied it, and placed it onto my own. I let it sit.

We waited in silence for a few minutes. Already, the world became brighter. As time went on, it continued to do so. I stared up in wonder as the leaves began to dance in the sky. My eyes slipped down to George, who had his eyes closed.
His hair moved in poetic waves. I watched as his clothes changed different colors.

His eyes opened, and the world exploded. His eyelashes moved with his breath. He looked at me with the same curiosity and awe as I was staring at him. His hand raised, caressing my face. His skin was so soft.

I leaned down as best I could to kiss him. His mustache tickled me a bit, but it was amazing nonetheless.  He disengaged,  and got up. The whole world was in slow motion as his thin figure cut through the air. As his hand reached for me, he pushed away triangles and circles out of the atmosphere.  He pulled me up, which felt like flying. Hugging me close, he kissed me again.

Everything was so intense as his lips moved over mine. I guess I leaned back or something because we were on the ground. I landed with a 'huff'. George landed on top of me. He wasnt that heavy. He reared back his head to look at me and we began to bust up laughing.
"C-close your eyes," George giggled.
"Whyy?" I drawled, I was tired all of the sudden.
"Its better that way, now shh."
He used his hand to shut my eyes.

Immediately, I felt like I'd been transported out of my body. I was walking through a foggy wood somewhere.

The wind blew through my hair. My fingertips brushed the trunks of trees as I strolled along. The fog was not too thick, I could see pretty well. Looking up, the sunlight streaked through the leaves. It looked like heaven. The whole wood was quiet,  not even birds or insects made a noise. Even my feet didnt make crunching noises along the forest floor.

"Y/N," I heard behind me. I swiveled to find George leaning against a tree. I ran to him, and he pulling me into his arms.
"George, what is this place?" I asked, marveling at the area.
"Whatever you want it to be, love." He whispered, kissing me.

Incredibly cryptic. My brows furrowed a bit at his words, and I continued to gaze into the trees. I looked up into the sky, when everything got extremely bright. It flooded my vision, it all turning white.

I jolted, opening my eyes. I sat straight  up. My hands gripped the ground, and blades of grass tore from the earth into my palm. I let go, realizing I was back.

I looked beside me to where George was. He was laying calmly, his breath still. I sighed in relief to see him cuddle up to me. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling himself into me. I closed my eyes again.

"Y/N, love,"

A voice woke me from my sleep. I blinked awake,  and I was sitting in my bed. When my blurry vision cleared, George was staring down at me. His hair made a curtain around our faces.
He smiled sweetly before kissing my nose. I breathed a laugh, his mustache ticked me. He kissed my lips, before backing away a bit.

"How long was I out?" I mumbled, stretching.
"A few hours, its 8 pm" he laughed.

I wasnt surprised.
"George," I said, yawning,
"Let's go back to sleep, yeah?"

He smiled, moved closer into me. He breathed out heavily before kissing my sweetly.
"Goodnight, my love."
"Goodnight, my sweet Georgie."

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