𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔯'𝔰 ℭ𝔥𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢
ℑ𝔫 𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥.. chris introduces reader to his dealer and he gets flirty with her, resulting in chris getting jealous.
⚠︎: jealousy (chris gets jealous), unwanted flirting (from dealer), cussing, dealer is an asshole, who doesn't know how to take a hint. i think that's it lmk if i missed any!!
you and chris were currently at a party.
you decided you wanted to go get a drink "hey baby I'm gonna go refill, you need anything?" you ask.
chris smiles "nah thank you tho ma, hurry back" he says as he takes another hit off his joint, then blows the smoke out and kisses your temple.
you nod smiling, then stand up and walk over to the kitchen counter to refill your cup.
as your walking back, you notice chris talking to some guy you've never seen before.
chris smiles as you sit in his lap, putting his hands on your waist. "this is my girl y/n, ma this is my dealer barry".
"hey gorgeous" barry says with a smirk. "damn chris, you didn't say your girl was fine as shit" he follows with as he looks you up and down.
you just smile politely, pulling the hem of your dress down, suddenly feeling too exposed in the short black dress.
chris tries to brush it off, but you notice his jaw slightly clenching. "yeah, she is" he then presses a light kiss to your neck, subtly marking his territory.
barry doesn't let up, pretending not to notice chris's subtle action.
he slips the baggie into chris's hand, and as he pulls away his fingers graze my thigh as he pulls away.
chris notices and snaps, losing his composure. "yo man, keep ya hands off my girl" he says jaw clenched, shooting daggers at barry.
he smirks, then backs away, hands raised in mock surrender. "Aight bro chill, damn" he says, with a chuckle, amused.
you shift closer to chris in his lap, getting uncomfortable.
chris notices and pulls you close, arms wrapped around your middle. "you ok ma?" he asks, whispering in your ear.
you just nod, then smile at chris.
barry sits on the couch, next to you. "that's a new strand, just got it in today. I think you'll like it" he says to chris, but keeps subtly glancing at you.
chris raises an eyebrow intrigued "oh yeah, i'm always down to try new shit" he says, then keeps an eye on the guy, making sure he doesn't try to pull some shit.
"wanna spark up, test it out right now?" he asks chris, pulling out a pre roll from behind his ear.
"fuck yeah" chris says, then sits up straighter.
you move off of his lap to sit next to him, since you don't smoke often.
barry lights it up, taking a hit then passes it to chris as he blows it out.
"oh yeah, that's some good shit" barry says as he leans back on the couch, head tipped back.
chris takes a hit, then blows it out. he looks over at you then raises an eyebrow, silently asking if you want a hit.
you shake your head, then kiss his cheek in thanks.
"what, your girl not smoke?" barry asks, raising an eyebrow.
chris shakes his head "sometimes" he says, as he passed the joint back.
barry hums, taking another hit. "c'mon gorgeous, just one hit?" he asks, with a smirk as he blows out the smoke.
you shake your head. "nah i'm good" you say, since you only usually smoke alone with chris.
chris glances at barry, not saying anything right away, watching to see his next move.
barry passes the joint back to chris.
the weed making him bolder he says "you look hot as fuck in this outfit" as he puts his hand on your thigh, fingers grazing the skin.
you tense, shifting closer to chris, so his hand falls off your thigh.
chris notices your discomfort, putting an arm around your shoulders.
"yo, what did I say about putting ya hands on my girl" he says, jaw clenching.
barry clicks his tongue as his hand drops from your thigh. "whatever bro, i gotta go" he says stomping off in the direction, of a guy waving him over.
you sigh relaxing. "oh my god, that asshole is relentless." you say, looking up at chris.
chris shoots daggers at barry as he walks away. "yeah I might have to find a new dealer, not only is he making my girl uncomfortable but he's disrespectful as fuck" he says.
you just nod. "can I have a hit baby?" you ask, now that barry is gone.
chris finally looks down, smirking. "course, ma" he says, then holds the joint up to your lips.
you smile, then take a hit. "fuck, this shit is good" you say as you blow the smoke out, head tilting back on his shoulder.
chris chuckles. "that's my girl" he says, then leans down to press a soft kiss to your lips.
for the rest of the night, you both enjoy your selves. and needless to say, chris decides to switch dealers.
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𝔄/𝔑 1: if anybody gets the dealer's name reference, i'll give you a smooch. Also title came from the brilliant mind of @inkedsturnioloss, she's literally the BEST!!! I thought it was kinda funny, I HAD to use it lmaoo! as always if you have any asks about them, my asks are open!! Tysm for reading! 😚😚
𝔄/𝔑 2: also HUGE thank you to a few amazing moots, @starstuddedlove @inkedsturnioloss @chrattpaper, who kinda gave me the motivation to start writing again. (also I wanted to get this and another fic out quick, so I'll edit the font and some links later.)
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