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stoned

tw // drugs; mentions of smoking weed
a/n: literally idk how smoking weed really works but i wrote this in 2019 so if i figure it out i'll probably edit this again ok cool

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It was a typical weekend and the boys were getting ready to hang out at Pete's house to drink and smoke. This usually happened on a rare occasion when Pete's parents went out of town. Pete invited Awsten, Dallon, Patrick, Gerard, Geoff, Otto, and Frank. He didn't invite anyone new because it was their thing that they all did together on a rare occasion.

Everyone was sitting on his couch in the basement, watching some 2000's Disney re-runs on the tv. Frank inhaled a joint slowly, letting the substance take his mind and anxieties away to another place. He lazily passed it to Gerard, who took a quick drag and gave it back to him. He grabbed a handful of chips and munched on them occasionally or took a drink of water. Gerard's mind felt a bit fuzzy as some god awful kids music blasted in the background happily. He looked at Frank, smiling, reaching for the joint again.

"Someone's eager!" Frank chuckled.

"Bro, I never get to do this shit." Gerard replied, blowing smoke out of his mouth.

"Inhale. Hold. Exhale." Gerard thought to himself hazily.

"Frank, how many did you bring?" Patrick asked.

Frank's mind was a blurry mess at this point. He was trying to think of what to say. He leaned back, falling into Gerard's lap, giggling a bit. He handed the joint to Gerard as he fell into his lap. Gerard blushed rosy pink, blinking, trying to look at Frank through the haze in the air, inhaling slowly, taking one hand and running it through his messy hair.

"How stoned do you plan to be?" Frank slurred out slowly.

"Eh, pretty stoned, to be honest." Patrick sighed. "It's been a rough week."

Time passed before Frank gave any sort of response to Patrick. "Don't wanna kiss Gee stoned." Frank muttered.

Gerard stopped mid inhale and started coughing. "Wait- you?" he asked, surprised.

Frank gave a small smile, cuddling up to Gerard.

"Oh and I brought like 3 more. In my bag. Help yourself." Frank managed to slur before closing his eyes.

Gerard was blushing bright red, letting Frank cuddle him. Pete and Patrick went off to go look for the other joints that Frank was talking about. Otto, Geoff, Awsten, and Dallon weren't here yet because they had some family stuff to do before this party. They weren't all for that kind of stuff anyways, so good thing they werent here yet.

Pete and Patrick walked back, holding a container. Pete pulled out the lighter and watched the flame suddenly erupt from the neon orange piece of plastic. He held the lighter to the tip of the joint, waiting till it lit up.

Patrick pulled it away from the flame and took a long drag, soaking in the feeling of the chemicals running through his body. He jokingly blew the smoke into Pete's face. He made a mocked, disgusted face and grabbed it from Patrick. Pete blew smoke right back, chucking. Their minds became like a television that's lost its signal. All fuzzy, colorful, yet nothing. They didn't feel anything.

The four beyond stoned boys laid on the floor and couch, doing nothing. They just sat there and occasionally talked or laughed over nothing. The leftover smoke hung thinly in the air, giving a misty haze in the room. Awsten, Dallon, Geoff, and Otto came down the steps, announcing their arrival around 9:30.

"How long have y'all been stoned?" Dallon asked, chuckling.

"Eh, since 7, I think. It's starting to wear off a bit, though." Gerard replied sleepily.

"Why are you and Frank laying together?" Awsten asked, looking at them on the couch.

"I dunno." Frank mumbled into Gerard's side.

The remaining boys made themselves comfortable on the couch and floor, pulling out their phones or focusing on the show blaring from the tv.

"Patrick, how many do we have left?" Frank asked.

"Two. I think. I don't know." Patrick replied.

"Okay, can you grab them please?" Frank asked, looking down at Patrick on the floor.

"Sure." Patrick huffed, getting up from the floor.

"So, uh, you said something about, uh, kissing me earlier?" Gerard questioned.

Frank sat up and sighed. "I was stoned..."

Gerard's face fell.

"Oh."

"But, I do like you.. a lot..." Frank finished.

Gerard smiled. "Ohh." He said, happier.

Patrick gave Frank a joint and he hastily lit it, inhaling.

"Yeah."

"Cool."

They shared the joint, giggling and cuddling.

And you're watching disney channel!