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(No use of Y/N)
“I don’t care that you’re a stoner, Red Wine Supernova, fall right into me.” - Chappell Roan
Yawn …
Damn, what time is it? You thought to yourself. You were never able to make yourself sleep at a decent time. Just shutting your eyes didn’t help, you’d always end up popping them back open and rolling over in bed. You tried counting sheep, meditation, hell, even visualizing entire movie plots in your head couldn’t knock you out. You could never get comfortable enough to fall asleep.
It’s not like this internship was taking a toll on you, you’ve been doing pretty good so far beside Daisuke and under Swansea. Yes, he did sometimes claim you both had a few screws loose or called you a name if you messed up, but overall he was a decent teacher. You and Daisuke were like the classic dumb and dumber trope when you were together. Almost nothing got done but you both had a good time, and you helped Daisuke understand a few things too. You would sit with him and review his notes, talking off-topic about random subjects. Every conversation, every goofy smile you made appear on his face gave you butterflies.
Maybe you could study your notes that you took while Swansea was lecturing you on the ship’s circuitry. Think about Daisuke. Count something other than sheep, maybe? Water your plants. Think about Daisuke. Watch the hands on the clock inch by…holy shit, you brought your pen with you, how could you forget?! You weren’t this sneaky for nothing. Maybe it’s a good thing you forgot, if you remembered all the time you’d probably get addicted. With something like weed, “ With great power comes great responsibility.” You were definitely a responsible user, you couldn’t risk being totally out of it during something important.
You shot upward and dug for it in your pillowcases, you had one on top of the other for extra protection. Flipping it on, you held the button and took a hit. The light, flavorless but almost minty smoke entered your lungs and lingered as you held it in. You took a longer hit than usual, letting you mind stray from anything noteworthy about your intake. It was fresh and sunk to the bottom of your lungs, swirling around aimlessly until you exhaled the smoke. Sadly, it’d take a bit for you to feel it, so you take another hit and exha-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
“Holy fuck-“ You cough and curse, startled out of your skin. The coughing persists as you scramble to hide the pen back in your pillowcase and look somewhat presentable.
“Yo, It’s Daisuke. I can’t sleep, can we talk?”
Shit- hack, cough -It’s him?! He couldn’t have come at a worse time-
“Mhm, hold on a sec-.. cough ..” You manage to stammer, clearing your throat as best you could and walking to the door. You press the button by the light switch, and the door opens to reveal a bed-ready Daisuke, outfitted with a black hoodie with a cartoonish logo and plaid pajama shorts that you could’ve sworn you’ve seen at Forever 21. (Or insert other fashion store)
“You alright? You look like you’re holding in the deadliest cough of all time. You sick or somethin?” Daisuke snickers as you choke on your coughs and smile awkwardly and lean against the door in a failing attempt to keep your sanity.
“No, just…” You interrupt yourself to hack a bit more. Daisuke just laughs it off.
“Damn, you’re going through-“ He pauses, looking past you with a surveying eye, looking around and flaring his nostrils. His eyes seemed to follow his nose as the ventilation failed to air out the room thoroughly. Damn, you were caught.
“No way you managed to bring that in here. How did you get it past the security check? I haven’t smelled weed since the last party I went to, that party was insane.” Jeez, so many words out of him and so little time to recuperate on your end.
With a little less cough in your throat and the incoming of your high, you responded. “Dunno, what’d you need again?”
“Just wanted to talk until I fell asleep.” He shifted his weight onto the other leg. “But now that I’ve been made aware of another resident of this ship…” He wriggles his eyebrows, that priceless look of “Can I have some?” on his mug.
You chuckle a bit, your eyelids dropping slightly as you give into his non-verbal ask.
“Come in. But you don’t tell a soul about this, kay? I’ll gut you if I lose my internship.” You couldnt help but giggle at your words. “Oh, for sure, for sure. My lips are totally sealed.” You could tell that Daisuke had probably been craving another smoke since his last one, given that he was comically rubbing his hands together like a fly. He was definitely funnier (and cuter) when you actually spent time alone together.
“They better be.” Your heart couldn’t help but race a bit. Not from the weed though, but from his presence. Jeez, this was your first crush in a while, or maybe crush was too childish, this was the first time you’ve been nearly completely head over heels for a guy. I mean, look at him, he looks so squishable in the hazy abyss of your thoughts. Daisuke had already plopped onto your bed and dug between your pillow cases, eventually pulling out the pen and taking a surprisingly gentle hit, setting it down next to you as he breathes in the smoke. You really needed a better hiding spot, that was tragic on your end.
“I should totally bring gummies next trip.” “You sure you wouldn’t get caught ?” You took another hit after Daisuke, internally geeking out at the technical indirect kiss on the pen. “Uh…that I am.. not so sure of, but hell if you could sneak this on here then I could probably put them in my shoes or somethin.” He took a hit after you, and you exhaled slowly. “Maybe..”
After a bit of mindless chatter about nothing of importance, you could feel the warmth coursing through your body as your slow blinking eyes reddened and speech slurred. The same goofy mannerisms mirrored on Daisuke, and you two were laughing your asses off at some ancient brain rot references, having taken out your intern-issued sketch pad to draw the Eye of Rah guy. It looked like shit, which caused you two to laugh even more and nearly fall off the bed. You sloppily slide the pen back in between your pillowcases, and you didn’t dare take another hit. Both of you knew damn well that you’d somehow end up in a different astral plane if you even looked at the pen again.
“Noooooo….you, why’d you put it away? I miss it already.” Daisuke frowned, stroking your hand inside the pillowcase in an attempt to coo the pen back into his grasp. “No, Dai. No more, we need to be…be responsible adults.” You stood firm, albeit moving like you were in some sort of video game. Every movement was swift but slow at the same time, and it just added to the whole goofy experience of the high.
“Puh-leaseeeee~? I’ll do watever ya want, I pinky promise dude..” “Aren’t you high enough? You goof…silly goofball..” You dragged your name calling on as you slapped your hand on his head, prompting a pouty reaction from Daisuke. “You’re such a meany. W-wait? Can I try something?” “What?” “Have you ever shotgunned this stuff?” “Nah..” Daisuke wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“Can I show you how to? It’s super fun. 115% happiness and joy guaranteed from givin’ me what i want right now…” You obviously werent gonna-
“Fineee.” That was fast.
“Yayyy!” Daisuke exclaimed haphazardly, nearly sliding off the side of the bed. “Sooo…” He took the pen back out from its hiding spot. “I really gotta find a new place for that. Someone could sneak onto the ship, and-and take it from me, that’d be terrible..” You babbled, earning a chuckle out of Daisuke. “I hope that doesn’t happen!” You two were on the same level of out-of-it.
“Okay..so..I’ll take a hit, and then I’ll pass it to you through my mouth. Capiche?” “Capoosh” You nodded lazily. “Uhm…we gotta touch mouths or something?” Daisuke just shrugged, and that warm feeling grew a little in your chest and your heart began to beat a bit faster. You got to be this close to him while high? Damn, why didn’t you do this sooner?
“Oh, okay then…show me.” Daisuke complied and took the last hit for the night, bringing your face close to his and tilting his head, his face a bit hot as he blew the smoke into your mouth with his lips barely touching yours. You quickly inhaled the puff, planting your lips onto his to take it all in. The minty air seeped down your throat and into your lungs, and you were down for the count. Your lips lingered longer than they should’ve, only releasing after you felt another wave of high pass over you and make your heart pound.
“It’s..it’s like that right..?” You asked, nearly tripping over your words. Your eyes were glazed, bloodshot, and burned with the invisible smog that let the smell of the weed linger longer in your nostrils. All the less, you were suddenly stunning in your current state. Your eyes were half-lidded and your lashes fluttered with every blink. You were so close and so very tempted, staring absentmindedly at his lips. You wanted those lips again, you genuinely got lost thinking about them.
“Hey…are you alive?” Daisuke whispered to you, and you flicked your head upward, almost lagging in real time. “Eh?” “You looked like you wanna eat my lips or somethin’... You were drooling.” He giggled. “I was…was not you liar..” You rolled your eyes, even though it took a bit of effort to get it right. “Wanna do it again?’ “N-no, I think im on Mars right now…..” You took a long separated pause to stare into Daisuke’s eyes.
“We’re…your lashes always that long? Your eyes are so pretty…You’re so pretty…I wanna…” In your stupor, you lifted a hand up to caress his face with the gentleness of a new mother, your thumb caressing his skin as it curves up to trace his eyes’ almond shape. Daisuke looked at you with a look that could be described as perplexed, but a trained eye could notice the hint of endearment that played on his face. “They are…? Really?” “Mhm…do you get that a lot?” “N-not really…yeah..not really.” You didn’t notice how far you were straying from platonic compliments, and it was starting to show.
“Yknow….you’re eyes are-are nice too.” “Woah, really..?” “Yeah, you’re super…nice too, yknow.” Ooh, look, they’re complementing each other.
“You too…even if you’re kinda stupid.” That was kind of blunt of you, but it was how you felt. Maybe you were into stupid guys. You were too high to even spell “guy” at this point, and your eyes began to play tricks on you with your perception of time and depth. “I’m flattered.” Daisuke laughed, the warmth in his body moving up to his face. “You should be, youre the prettiest princess ever.” Daisuke laughed even harder, but he was also so out of it that he thought you were being completely serious.
“Oh w-wow, well, maybe the princess needs a true loves kiss from his spect— tacular knight in shining armor. Would you be willing to fulfill that request?” “No, I already said that we’re both like, basically on Pluto . I cant even-“ “No no, not that you goof, I mean a serious kiss.” “Ohmygod for real?” “Yeah. I said that like… ten times..” “Pfft…. lies .” “Totally not. Can I kiss you? I-I think I’d probably end up falling for any girl that’d call me pretty.” Daisuke muttered, a stupid half smile on his face.
“Oh, yeah, defffffinitely .” You let out a lazy giggle. You were too high to have any urgency in your tone, but DAMN did you wanna say yes a hundred times. Weed is the best wingman.
Daisuke grinned, sliding a hand up on your cheek and grazed the other against your arm. “If you were nice, you’d let me shotgun again.” He whispered almost inaudibly. He made the connection between your lips and his, letting it linger as the warmth in your body pulsated. His lips were a whole other source of warmth your whole being wanted to latch onto, so you slowly wrapped your arms around his shoulders, bringing him down onto the bed. The skin to skin contact was making you overheat, but he was receptive to everything you gave him. He even let out a couple of soft noises as you readjusted your lips onto his. Your lips lingered for moments longer, until you placed them on his neck and giggled giddily to yourself.
“We’re doing this again , kay?”
“ Totally … heh .”