one;drug deal

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(characters are from the bat country era 😉)

drug deal = first date/meeting each other

zacky;flashback - the first date

"baby, you'll have one dose of me and I'll have you addicted. i'm a fucking drug, zacky...don't get addicted to me."

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zacky;two years later - now

"bri, i fucking need you" i clutched at my phone, shifting into a sitting position on my couch.

"i told you not to get addicted, darling" brian tsked into the phone.

"yeah, i fucking know! if i knew you were this addictive, i wouldn't have taken a dose of you from a drug deal."

he let out a throaty laugh "using all the inside jokes, eh? i'll be over soon, baby."

"bring alcohol!"

"jack daniel's?"

"jack daniel's."

later that night

i was taking a nap when i heard someone knock on my door twice, pause, and then knock four more times - it was brian (i have friends and family knock certain ways so i know who it is due to my ptsd....maybe a story for another time).

i jumped out of the bed and walked over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

brian was propped against the frame, holding up the jack daniel's and shaking it a little, he was grinning from ear to ear.

i grinned back at him and pulled him in, shutting the door behind him.

he sat the bottle on the kitchen counter and pulled me into a kiss.

i lightly smiled up at him, slightly blushing.

"hey."

"hey....you're so adorable, lovebug....now, let's drink, hm?"

"m'kay."

he took two shot glasses from my cabinet, pouring the jack daniel's into the glasses.

we clinked our glasses together and downed the shot, the liquid feeling cool down my throat.

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a couple more shots later....(brian and zacky are now drunk)

brian laughed at me when i fell off his lap and onto the living room floor.

then i started laughing because brian was laughing and brian's laugh is hilarious.

I climbed back onto his lap, resting my head on his shoulder.

"ugh you're gonna get your eyeshadow on my shirt" brian groaned.

"big fucking deal!"

"aye don't talk to me like that."

i lifted my head up and looked deep into his eyes "i can talk to you however i want, bitch."

"zachary james baker! ughhhhh you're drunk, what's the point of lecturing you?"

"brooo you're drunk too the fuhck."

"HOLY SHIT I AM?!?"

"uh....der....stupid ass!"

"briiiiian!"

"you're brian," i poked at his chest "i'm zacky" i poked my own chest.

"we are?"

"holy shit....are we?!?"

brian (or zacky....who knows?) and i stared at each other before passionately kissing each other, the kiss getting more and more heated by the second.

next thing i knew, brian and i were tearing each other's shirts off....

*evil laughter* i am such a cock blocker (or clam jammer if you're a lady), the smut will be in the next chapter.... ;)

- your senpai, kota

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 25, 2018 ⏰

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