"God, I wish having sex was more like basketball."
"What do you mean?" Yoongi looks at me, a mix of confusion and curiosity on his face.
"Like a physical act, two people should be able to have sex like they're playing basketball. Noone feels the nee...
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"I won't lie, I wasn't expecting to see you again this week but when you sent me that text I just couldn't believe it"
Yoongi and I are sitting in my living room, blankly staring at the brown box.
"I've never done this with someone else, you know" I admit "It's usually just a me thing"
"So why did you invite me?"
That's a good question.
"I'm not sure" I shrug "something told me you'd enjoy this"
Yoongi grabs the box and examines it carefully "I've never tried them before"
"Drugs?"
"No, shrooms" he takes the plastic bag out and opens it "I've smoked pot before. But never this"
"Oh, you don't have to do it if you're not comfortable!" I reassure him. The last thing I want is to push him to do something he'll regret.
"No, it's okay, I'm not uncomfortable or anything" he shakes his hands "I just didn't expect my day to end like this at all"
I certainly never expected to do this with Yoongi ever either, but here we are.
"These are quite a light variety, you won't have a bad trip, like, they won't make you hallucinate majorly" I watch him as he pours some out of the bag and closely inspects the substance in his hands, a curious yet sort of indescribable look in his eyes.
"So you just eat them?"
"Yeah you have to chew them pretty well, they don't taste great but it's doable" a brief moment of silence follows before he puts some in his mouth and starts heavily chewing on them.
"Damn Min, don't be so greedy, share a bit" I laugh sarcastically and take some myself. He scrunches his nose and shakes his head "Jesus why is it so bitter!"
"Yeah, it's like chewing humid soil, I know" I grab a chocolate bar from my bag and unwrap it "Here, have some chocolate, it gets rid of the weird taste" His face slowly changes back to its normal form.
"And now?"
"Now we wait" I comfortably sit back on the couch, kicking my feet on the coffee table, and switch the TV on for some background noise. Yoongi is staring blankly at the ceiling.
"How did you say this would feel again?"
"Just lightheaded and fuzzy, maybe giggly depending on the person. Colours get really bright so it's really cool to just stand and stare out the window" he turns his head to face me "You might feel a bit sickly at first, but that's normal, it's only for a few minutes"
"Oh, okay, sounds cool"
Ten, maybe fifteen minutes go by and neither of us say a word, probably still a bit shocked at how random the situation is. Then again, we seem to only do entirely random things together recently.
Suddenly, I hear a light giggle coming from the opposite end of the sofa "What's funny?"
"Oh, nothing" Yoongi says, a big grin plastered on him "The blanket on the chair just looks so red"
"Here we go" I laugh "welcome to the joyful world of shrooms, Min Yoongi" he responds by giggling again.
Before I realise, it's hitting me as well, and I can't stop the same sheepish grin from creeping up on my face too. Colours get brighter and the lines around the room don't look so straight anymore. Time feels weird. Why is it so sunny outside? Yoongi was right, the blanket is really red. I'm so relaxed.
"Do you wanna see something crazy?" I ask him
"Depends how crazy"
"Come with me" I lazily get up from the couch and walk to the toilet, Yoongi following slowly behind me, so slowly that I think he's trying not to trip over his own feet.
"Look in the mirror"
As soon as he took one solid glance at his reflection, his eyes widened so much that they might as well have fallen out of his sockets, and the noise that left his mouth was somewhere between a scream and a squeal.
"Holy FUCK what is my face doing!" he starts kneading his cheeks between his fingers and furrows his eyebrows together dramatically.
"It looks distorted as fuck doesn't it"
"WHY is it doing THIS" he's pulling the weirdest faces I've ever seen him pull "It's so disturbing but I can't look away"
"I freaked out big time the first time I saw myself in the mirror too" we're not even looking at each other, too fixated on the way our own faces are shapeshifting every passing second "now I'm more used to it, but it's still freaky as fuck-"
A loud thud echoes through my bathroom and the next thing I see is Yoongi sprawled out on the shower floor behind me, groaning in pain.
"Oh my god are you okay!" My words sound conflicting since I'm laughing at the sight.
"Heeeeyyyy don't laugh!" he shakes his hands in front of my face "help me up you dickhead"
Yet another inebriated attempt at helping him results in failure, and I fall into the shower right on top of him.
"Oh shit sorry" I say between chuckles. The room is spinning and it feels like my bones are made of jelly.
I suddenly have a very strong urge to kiss him.
He seems to have it too, as he softly presses his lips onto mine.
