Bts rap line chilling
it’s not my fault that when u said chilling my college brain went: “wEeD???” (weed is bad don’t smoke it kids) so yeah, here’s this kinda college AU where they chill and get high (that i snuck some sope into because how could i not??) enjoy!
~key
When Namjoon had suggested that they all should hang out at his place, Hoseok knew exactly what that meant. Most weekends the three could be found at Namjoon’s apartment just off campus, the lights turned off except the fairy lights that were lining the ceiling, the smoke in the room surrounding the lights and creating a haze the in the apartment, the soft music making Hoseok feel like he was in a trance.
“Namjoon stop hogging,” Yoongi snapped at Namjoon with no real bite to his words, his hands reaching forward for the bong and lighter in the younger man’s hands.
“Oh calm down,” Namjoon scoffed, leaning forward to hand them to the impatient Yoongi.
Hoseok moved his head off Yoongi’s shoulder giving him the freedom to take a large hit from the piece, watching as the smoke curled up from Yoongi’s mouth before leaning forward and putting his mouth on the bong, lightly sucking in as Yoongi lit it. The air filled his lungs, leaving a burning sensation even as he exhaled, he coughed a few times before taking a sip of the soda on the coffee table in front of him.
“How’s everyone feeling?” Namjoon asked from the other couch, his long legs now stretched across the other couch, his eyes clearly red even from across the living room.
Hoseok took another hit before leaning on Yoongi again, the question that was asked drifting through his mind. Finally he realized that generally questions required answers and he giggled before responding.
“I’m doing great Joonie,” he grinned, looping his arms around Yoongi’s waist, “how about you?” Namjoon smiled brightly.
“I’m doing fucking excellent, but I could definitely use literally any food,” he answered, fidgeting with his phone in his hands.
“Oh my gosh that would be amazing,” Hoseok whined, “Imagine eating pizza, or Chipotle, or uh…” Yoongi quickly cut him off.
“You could keep listing foods for years and by the time you were done I wouldn’t be high anymore so shut up,” he deadpanned, making Hoseok pout, “but with love of course,” Yoongi added, Hoseok’s face quickly morphed back into a smile.
“I’m too high to be mad at you,” Hoseok giggled, his mind incoherent.
“None of that sweet shit in my apartment,” Namjoon piped up from his spot on the couch, not even looking at the other two. An evil grin spread across Yoongi’s face, one that Namjoon missed and could have done something about if he was paying attention, but alas he was not. Yoongi slowly leaned down, kissing Hoseok deeply.
At the lack of comeback from Yoongi, Namjoon opened his eyes to the site of the two making out, he yelled at them as they continued making out, saying something about smoking all his weed and abusing his apartment. Yoongi leaned further down, deepening the kiss. He licked into Hoseok’s lips, biting gently on Hoseok’s bottom lip and tugging. Hoseok responded by tightening his grip on Yoongi’s waist pulling him so he was on top of himself.
Hoseok paused for a moment, a small grin on his face before he pressed his lips back against Yoongi’s. Time seemed infinite at they kissed, hands tight on each other. Eventually they stopped, too distracted by the song that was playing. Yoongi stopped holding himself up, letting his body fall heavily on top of Hoseok.
“I’m tired,” Hoseok muttered into Yoongi’s chest. Yoongi nodded slowly, taking the time to process the words before responding.
“Let’s go pass out on Namjoon’s bed, you might even be able to make him the big spoon,” Yoongi briefly chuckled, “he’s certainly high enough to be able to deal with with.”
Hoseok smacked his chest, making Yoongi grunt before pushing himself up. Once standing he reached a hand out to Hoseok pulling the other man to stand. Fingers intertwined, Yoongi pulled them through the apartment and back to Namjoon’s room.
The door was wide open, allowing the two to slip right in and have enough light from the hallway to make their way to the bed without tripping on anything that was scattered across the floor. They fell onto the bed, Hoseok falling almost completely on top of Namjoon. The two laughed before curling up, Yoongi observed for a moment then snuggled himself into Hoseok’s arms, letting them wrap tightly around him as he drifted to sleep.
