Haikyu!! Imagines

Suna (High)

TW: drugs/weed

You walk through the hallway of Inarizaki High with your head low to avoid attention. This isn't because you're insecure, but instead because you are currently higher than the clouds. You're so out of it that you don't realize the person in front of you until you bump into them.

"Woah, watch it," they say to you.

You look up at them and say, "Oh sorry man, didn't see you there." You then walk off headed to your next class. You take your usual seat in the back of the classroom. You notice someone sit down next to you but don't care to look at them.

"I never got your name," they said.

"So?" You question blankly staring at nothing in particular.

"Well I'm Suna Rintaro. I couldn't help but notice that you're high. It's a wonder how none of the administration has noticed."

"It's a wonder that you're still here."

"Ouch. Can I just get your name?" they ask once more.

"Fine my name is y/n l/n. Now seriously why are you still sitting here. No one has ever sat in that seat," you say while turning to look at him.

"You're interesting."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Haven't you noticed that I'm high too?" You actually didn't notice. You look into his eyes and clearly see how bloodshot they are.

"So we're both high. That's cool I guess. I've never seen someone else at this lousy place high before."

"Me either which is why I came to talk to you."

"Wanna sneak out of here?" You suggest.

"I'm down. Grab your shit and follow me." You both sneak out of the classroom before the teacher arrives.

Suna grabs your hand and leads you through the halls and outside. He takes you all the way to an abandoned building. You both sit down against a wall and you look around. He then sets his bag down and reaches in.

"Why are we here?"

"Smoke."

"Oh for real?" He nods in response still looking in his bag. "Nice." He pulls out a bag of weed, some rolling paper, and a lighter. "Man you're ballsy bringing that shit to school."

"Never gotten caught," he says while starting to roll a joint. "Lick it," he insists.

You do as he says and put your tongue on the rolling paper licking all the way down. You notice Suna get a slight blush on his cheeks. He gets done making the joint and lights it taking the first hit. He then passes it to you as you take a hit. You decide to show off a bit as you make a ring with the smoke. He just laughs in response and takes the joint back from you.

"Look at me," he insists. You do as he says and turn to face him. He takes a hit and does a french inhale.

You two go back and forth doing random tricks until you've run out of them. He passes the joint back to you as you inhale again. Before releasing the smoke you turn to Suna and grab his chin. You lean in and lightly brush your lips against his as you release the smoke into his mouth. He lets the smoke go and it rises between your faces.

"Shit that was hot," Suna exhales looking into your eyes.

You smirk at him as you put the joint into his mouth. He inhales and the grabs you by the chin. Instead of a light brush, he actually kisses you. The kiss turns into a make out as you both get deeper into it. The smoke flows between the both of you as Suna pulls you onto his lap. Straddling him, you pull away breathless.

"How's that for hot?" You ask taking a hit.

"Fucking hell y/n."