2𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙕𝙊𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙀ˢᵉʳᵒ

𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤ᵉˡᵉᵛᵉⁿ

"You look even better in person, " Hanta complimented. Korei giggled and linked her arm through his, letting him lead the way. They were just heading to his building but it didn't really matter. Hanta made it feel like they were going to walk down a red carpet and have to deal with paparazzi and Korei definitely looked camera ready. "You ready?"

"Yep, " Korei grinned, her eyes flickering up to meet his. Hanta bit his bottom lip and stopped her from shutting her door completely. "What are you doing? I thought we were..." her voice trailing off as Hanta backed her into her room. Her mind immediately went to the dirtiest of places and she couldn't help but blush.

"You think I'm gonna bring weed to a party? I'd barely get high, " he rolled his eyes. Korei was even more embarrassed because she didn't think like that. They both got comfortable on her bed and Hanta pulled out the little baggie he had. "I left the matches here, right?" He asked, looking at Korei. The green-haired girl shrugged, not sure if he had or not. She didn't take inventory of the items in her room, and she was barely in it today. Hanta chuckled, shaking his head as he glanced over at Korei's nightstand and spotted the pack of matches. "They're right there. You should really start paying attention to what's going on around you, Korei." He mumbled, reaching over her to grab the little carton.

"Do you want me to start making a list of everything in my room or something?" Korei joked, nudging Hanta with her elbow as he straightened up next to her. The black-haired boy nodded, a grin growing on his thin lips. Korei bit her own bottom lip as she wondered what it'd be like to kiss Hanta. Instead of acting on her delusion, she smiled and took the plastic bag that had the joints in it.

"You want the first hit?" Hanta asked, watching her pull a joint out. Korei rolled her eyes at him, shaking her head and scooting just a little bit closer to him. She was careful, making sure that she still remained modest and didn't accidentally flash Hanta her panties, though he'd probably like that. "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm holding it for you like you did for me, " she said it so matter-of-factly that Hanta felt stupid for not thinking about it. He snickered and let her press the joint to his lips. He took the time to observe her up close, noticing the smallest of details on her top that he hadn't spotted in the picture. "Can you help me with the match? I'm not sure how you managed to light it so easily, " she confessed, a nervous chuckle passing her plump and glossy lips. Hanta's eyes jumped up from her cleavage as she pulled the joint from his lips.

"I'm not sure how I did it either, " he smiled, taking the box of matches and tugging one out. Korei watched, letting him strike the match before she held the perfectly rolled joint against his lips again. She was so focused on lighting it, leaning closer to Hanta than she probably should have. He didn't mind it at all, though his cheeks did heat up significantly when he realized he could see more than just her cleavage. The sudden realization made him breathe in a lot more than he meant to, prompting him to cough heavily.

"Sounds like you're the one who needs my inhaler, " she joked, blowing the fire out and putting the match on her nightstand. Hanta sarcastically laughed at her joke, catching his breath once he stopped dying. Korei smirked at him, already feeling like she was intoxicated even though she hadn't taken a hit yet. Remembering that the joint was still burning, she took a drag, breathing in deeply. She held it, feeling the burn in the back of her throat once again.

"Shut up, " Hanta didn't know how to respond to it, mumbling something stupid under his breath as he looked at her dreamily. He took the joint from Korei's fingers, glancing down to make sure he didn't accidentally burn her. It went on like this, the two of them just joking with one another as they smoked away. It wasn't until they heard a knock on the door did they remember they were supposed to be heading to a party. The weed hadn't even taken effect yet, but the smell was pretty strong. The knocking turned to banging and Hanta realized just how strong the smell was. "Shit, " he exclaimed, eyes wide as he looked up at Korei. "Your quirk? You weren't using it?" He asked, not upset just a little frantic.

Korei was pissed at herself for not using her quirk but she knew that it wouldn't help if she started using it now. "I'm sorry!" She apologized as the two of them panicked, rushing to open her balcony door to see if the smell would go away. "I didn't think, " she shook her head. Hanta looked at her, watching as she had her own little freakout. He didn't want her to think that he was mad at her for not using it. She looked really sad about it and he didn't like it at all.

"Hey, it's fine, " he said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in for a hug. He cradled her head as he continued mumbling. "Look, it's alright. I didn't mean to upset you or anything. It's fine, " he repeated, the both of them jumping as they heard the banging on the door again. Someone was yelling through it about the smell but Hanta had an idea. He grinned, pulling away from Korei and quickly grabbing any evidence that there was weed in the dorm. "Come on, we've got a party to go to, " he winked.

"How are we gonna get out?" Korei asked as Hanta grabbed her inhaler off of her desk. "Hanta!" She whisper-yelled, trying to get his attention. The black-haired boy looked back at the door as he heard the jiggling of the knob.

"I literally shoot tape out of my elbows, Korei. We're not getting in trouble, " he said, walking out onto the balcony. He offered her his hand and she just looked at him, excitement flooding through her veins. "All you have to do is make sure your skirt doesn't fly up." Hanta winked and Korei blushed madly, taking his outstretched hand. "Ready, babe?"

"Please don't drop me, " she whispered and Hanta looked into her eyes, a gentle smile playing on his lips. He felt like there might have been an underlying message there, he hoped there was anyway.

"I won't." He promised, shutting her balcony door and then wrapping his arm around her. "Just, hold me tight, yeah?" She nodded, hugging him, and praying that her skirt didn't fly up. With that, Hanta shot his tape towards the balcony above Korei's before they jumped off of the edge.