Sweetener | Judd Birch

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NOT A PROPER CHAPTER*
A lil fluff piece because i feel bad for not uploading :') I started writing this book 2 years ago to help me cope with what was going on in my life and now years later i've lost interest on writing Big Mouth. I'm sorry, there's a low chance that this x reader will ever never finish.

Ok enough of the A/N, here's the lil fluff
piece ;(( pls listen to the songs for vibezz

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//01 pink + white - frank ocean 02 melting - kali uchis 03 lsd - asap rocky//
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soft vocals of frank ocean murmurs throughout my room. my brows knit together in determination at the coconut rolling paper in front of me as i gently pack mary-jane and tobacco in the slip of paper. it's just the way he likes it— the herb all mixed with the trip and the toxicity accompanied with head spins.

the concoction that laid in front me represented judd very well.

i liked him very much; mesmerising eyes overflowing with fire and freedom and induced with adventure. it was everything i had longed for.

his callous hands, fingertips, every touch was buzzing with cosmic rays of intensity.

the door clicks open and i glance up. judd, the devil himself. his shirt slung over his shoulder and holding a bottle of Smirnoff and a tray the another. a pink splotch of paint coats his lower torso.

"let's have a little break." his deep voice quiet as he places the tray atop of my bedsheets.

our little date night was spontaneous, the evening weather had ruined our previous beach date idea and fortunately now we were cooped up indoors at my house with two canvas and paint tubes and brushes surrounding us.

the subject of which we had to paint was each other. judd's canvas was across from me and the view of it was hidden, unable to see what he had depicted.

i shift my gaze below me to focus on the mixture in front of me. judd sat next to me on the floor of my bedroom. a smirk was playing at his lips. "you don't smoke bud with spin though?"

his statement made me nod, i had preferences of having mary jane on her own. "this is for you."

for a split second his hard demeanour fell and replaced with a grin.

"babe, let me show you." he chuckles.

i handed over the half-assed joint to judd and he re-rolled it swiftly and with a lick he finished. "try not to put the tip in too deeply, that's what i think your doing wrong."

i was in awe at his work and he squeezes my hand in acknowledgment.

he grabs a lighter from the floor and lights up the joint. the raven haired inhales before getting up to continue on his painting.

"there's fruit on the tray and i bought the vodka." he says, gesturing towards the wooden tray. a bowl of berries and two small tubs of yogurt were neatly placed. i reach over to grab a handful of blueberries then i lift myself up to see judd's artwork.

i giggle at his attempt to stipple me upon the canvas. my head was way bigger than my body. he glances up at me and pouts before placing the paint brush down. i pop a berry in my mouth and the sweetness melts on my tongue.