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BYE THIS ATE
boy scout <3
(n)—umemiya hajime breathes you in like cigar smoke
suggestive content , contains smoking / weed
“you call yourself a teenager but you’ve never smoked before ?”
you say it like teenagers are predestined to roll blunts & burn them between bruised lips. umemiya looks at you, lips parted & bleary eyed as you hold the joint between your own. he looks like a moth drunk on crimson flame.
“never have, and i don’t intend to.”
“you don’t look like you don’t,” you drawl, crawling closer to the male. ume shifts on the bed but his back is met with the head board. “my ma says smoking isn’t good for you.”
you giggle. umemiya hajime had always been a boy scout. but you didn’t think that even seven years later he’d still be the golden boy of his youth.
“it’s not all that bad. you wanna try ?”
umemiya knows you’re the devil knocking at his door. your shirt is off and you’re clad in nothing but chantelle festivité, purple lace bra & matching lace panties. umemiya hasn’t touched you. not yet. but he knows his boyhood will soon betray him. he swallows the blood curling up his throat.
is it not polite to let a knocking visitor in ?
you crawl unto his lap, bare skin grazing bare skin as you take another hit. the tip of the joint is red & sticky with lipstick and bits of ash & tar fall unto ume’s thigh. he should push you off, set a boundary.
but he doesn’t.
he doesn’t, so you cup his jaw with one hand & hold the blunt in the other. your thumb brushes his lower lip, strumming it a little before you part his lips open.
“relax, okay?”
“okay,”
umemiya hajime had always been obedient & today was no different. you exhale between his lips & he coughs—once, thrice, four times. you giggle a little & ume says his mouth burns like starlight. you puff smoke between his lips again but this time he swallows it like black blood.
“d’you wanna try something, ume ?”
ume peers up at you with bleary eyes tinged cherry pink. the weed must already be getting to him. his cheeks burn red so you giggle.
you drag the blunt between your lips, smoke stinging at your throat. before ume can register your lips are on his & he can’t fucking breathe.
he thinks you taste like heaven.
umemiya hajime is boy scout with no badges. boy scouts don’t kiss half naked girls with herb in their throats but ume does it anyway. his palms slide their way up your spine & your nails dig at the hairs on his nape & ume thinks turning in his boy scout badge is worth it after all. boy scouts don’t get to kiss pretty girls & ume can’t imagine a world where he can’t kiss you. he turns in his badge like it’s a fucking honor.
you pull away but ume chases the ghost of your lips so you can’t help but grin. his lips are chapped & bloody & bruised & swollen but he gapes at you like you’re the only love he’s ever known.
“did you put weed in your lipstick as well ?”
“very funny. kiss me again, boy scout.”
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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... silly smoker yn thinking she could get away with that nasty habit but suo catches her and yeah... lectures her?? ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT...0,9k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS...: tw! smoker yn, suo quite literally licked your hand, sfw, fluff, comforting, slight angst [if u squint enough trust me you'll see it], nonbinary reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!
a/n: like i said. yeah. sorry i let my inner demons decide what i write and i really needed to do this cuz i want to quit smoking so bad and i need smth to give me reassurance >-< (also i didn't read the whole in the end, just finished it cuz i had a rough day and im lazy for that so im just posting it,sorry if there's any errors in it or sounds dumb sometimes)
birds chirping. everything quieted down around you, almost as if the world stopped spinning. the cold breeze brushed against your skin, leaving goosebumps scatter all over your arm. the sun almost disappeared on the horizon, making the sky glow with orange, yellow and different but incredibly warm and beautiful shades of pink.
knees pulled up to your chest, all alone in the whole school you sat outside on the cold, gray concrete stairs, ragged by time and weather. here and there weeds peeking out through the cracks which was already stomped on by others till it was barely visible.
‘finally.. some alone time, all I could wish for..’ no one to listen to, no one to talk to, no one to match their standards. just you and your own train of thoughts.
holding the roll of tobacco in-between your pointer and middle fingers, raising up it to your dry lips and taking a long, final puff. the cigarette slightly warming up the end of your fingers by its light but also leaving a nasty essence behind. then tossing it aside, nothing left in it as you watched the smoke still pouring out from it between the strands of thick grass.
you pressed out a long exhale from your lungs, this time letting your eyes flutter close and just for a quick moment trying to forget everything. your ears ringed louder and louder by each second, feeling like passing out then and there—
“hey.” you snapped you eyes open at the sudden voice. gentle, yet carrying a lot of depth in his tone. without a question or remark, the person simply just taking a seat next to you. ‘great..’ you huffed, following his movements with your eyes till he comfortable positioned himself beside you, now being on eye level with you. you said nothing. he remained silent.
“are you just gonna sit there?” you spit out, irritation filling up your blood to which the individual took a simple glance down to you lap, where your hand was resting.
“may i?” questioning, you couldn’t find the usual warmness in his words this time, instead replaced by bitterness. again, just before a reply could be formed, ghosting his hands over yours, placing it on his with care, bringing it up to his mouth. the one you held the cigarette with.
soft, lips. softer than yours at the moment. grazed the top of your hand, your knuckles, the end of your fingers -eyes widened, you watched him.. and so did he. not with a smile. his eyebrows lowered. his gaze abused your soul, piercing it through from the inside.- still, carefully but with stone hard determination, pressing a kiss to your hand. and another. the third, with somewhat open mouth. hot tongue joining his lips on your skin, just for a quick moment, taking in the taste of your skin. then lets your limb down, releasing from his grasp.
suo eyed your features with interest. taking note of your shocked state and crimson red color dancing across your cheeks, reaching up to your ears. his gaze still heavy on you, he tucked an unruly lock behind you reddened ear.
“just needed confirmation.” no explanation, no apologies. he wouldn’t apologize for a kiss on your hand, why would he?
“confirmation of?”
“of you still damaging your body.” he replied, patience running thin. he wasn’t born today to know and realize, seeing through all your lies and poker faces like it was thin paper, held up in front of the bright sun. “no need to for the poor acting of yours. ever since I first saw that between your fingers, you kept me on my toes.” you were aware of what he told you about smoking, it played on repeat all the time you lit the cigarette. but it was one time, no harm, right? or you thought. you weren’t aware of the fact how he knew your promise was a lie. the promise to quit it. the rumors echoed into his ear, you sitting here every single day after school, alone in your peace. alone, until this day.
looking everywhere but him, one of your legs started tapping on the ground, searching for a new and believable lie. your leg still shaking, he took your chin in his hand, forcing your eyes on him. his strong grip made you wince in discomfort, fear setting in as his face contorted into anger even more by now.
“your body isn’t fixated on it. you can change. but you don’t want to.”
“it’s not-”
“it is true! it is, goddamn!..” crows screeched as they flew up from the ground, high in the colorful sky as suo's voice ringed louder this time.
the sudden change made you flinch, now averting his gaze even if for yourself to make it less awkward.
“why can’t you try and rely on me?” the question shocked you to the core, how could he even- “let it be me what you’re fixated on.. be addicted to me..” the more he said, the more quiet he became at the end, you could almost see his usual put together behavior and expression crumbling away into nothing. instead, he too felt the atmosphere between the two of you change into a more deep and sensual one.
taken aback, you sat there in silence staring with a dumb expression, suo couldn't help but let a smile pass by his lips, now his arms snaking around your side, head resting on your soft shoulders. you let the sensation of his closeness consume you, relaxing yourself into his embrace.
"have faith in me.." with a final murmur suo found a warm place to rest his head in the crook of your neck.
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