Finding Yuji’s weed stash
cw: smoking, underage use of substances, arguing, slight angst, high!yuji
lmk if i missed any
not proofread!
feedback is appreciated!!
based after gojos death, i’ve never read the manga so this might have incorrect references
After Gojo died something in Yuji changed. Maybe it was his guilt for not being able to give his sensei a ‘proper death’, his guilt for not being able to protect the people he loved, not being able to keep Sukuna away from Megumi, and lying to you.
You’ve asked him millions of times how he was doing, if he needed to talk and reminding him that you were always there for him. He always brushed you off with excuses of, ‘I’m fine, just tired” or “Don’t worry about me, you should go check on Fushiguro.”
Yuji doesn’t remember how he got into this situation. But he’s not mad at however he did it, he’s not made at anything, right now it’s just him, the blunt in between his fingers, and the guy who showed him this life sitting next to him in an alley way.
His names Kaito, him and Yuji meet up every few days behind Kaito’s apartment building. They’d go in when his older sister who he loved with wasn’t home. But she usually was which meant the boys were sitting on old bricks sharing a blunt.
Kaito wasn’t much older than Yuji, couple months maybe. Whenever he asked Yuji on why he smokes now he keeps it vague, not mentioning Jujitsu Sorcery as to not seem crazy. Just mentions of a ‘shit’ boarding school, no family and a sweet oblivious girlfriend he’s hiding this from.
“Yo, why doesn’t she know, she not cool?” Kaito asked after he had told him a story of you befriending a stray cat.
“No, no nothing like that, she’s cool. But not, you know. Like the coolest, but not with this.” Yuji said trying to convey that you weren’t a buzz kill just against substances.
“Just tell her man, I mean it’s not like it’s fentanyl. Lil weed never hurt nobody.” He said passing the drug back to Yuji. “Maybe it could loosen her up.” Kaito asked after.
“Nah man, she’ll leave me for sure, can’t risk that,”
“Right, here’s your shit.” he said throwing a bag at Yuji.
Looking down at the bag now in the pink haired boys lap he asked, “what’s this for?”
“Gonna be gonna for a little, outta town.” Kaito shrugs, “Can’t have you withdrawing now, can I?”
“I guess now,” Yuji laughed, “how-how much do you want for it.”
“Eh, on the house, little stoners tradition. Never let the new stoner pay, at least not when you’re training ‘em.”
“That’s a thing?” Yuji inquired.
“Is now.”
“See ya later man,” Yuji said getting up to walk away.
“Don’t let your girl see it, hide it good.” in which Yuji nodded to.
Back at the school Yuji hoped that nobody noticed the odd shape in his jacket pocket. Luckily he encountered no one on his way back to his dorm. Opting to put the weed in his jacket drawer.
It has been a few days now of Yuji smoking by himself. He’s been using double if not triple what him and Kaito use together. With being Sukuna’s vessel he’s more tolerant towards things like this. When he was with Kaito it was barely anything but now it was like he was walking on a cloud.
He had been in the city with Megumi all day. Your perfect time to strike. You had needed a jacket for tomorrow’s outfit but none of yours looked as good with the outfit as one of Yuji’s.
When you had got to Yuji’s dorm the door was already unlocked. Of course. Yuji almost never locks his dorm, either he forgets or just doesn’t care, but that’s useless information to you. Well at least right now.
You had gone straight to his dresser and went to his hoodie drawer first incase there was something that sparked your attention for you new kleptomaniac tendencies when it came to him.
Nothing in the hoodie drawer catches your eyes so you go to the main victim of your expedition. The jacket drawer.
You only had to move one jacket before seeing the bag. Real smart, Yuji.
At first you doubted that it was what you thought but the second you opened it to smell it to confirm your suspicions you were dead set on what it was.
Pot.
The disgusting scent of almost making you gag on the spot. You had been pacing his room, waiting for him to get back. Letting your thoughts run wild. He had known your stance on all of this stuff. How you thought smoking was an idiotic thing to do and how drinking underage and irresponsibly was more of a hassle than fun.
Why would he do this and not at least tell you? Why would he lie to you? Is this a new habit or one he’s had? Had you already known him once it started? How bad was his addiction?
Your thoughts were cut short when the door opened and Yuji’s voice bidding Megumi a goodbye cutting off at the sight of you in his dorm, with his special drawer open and your back turned.
“Baby..” he said carefully, closing the door with a soft click. “Let’s talk about this.”
“Yuji the only thing we’re gonna talk about is how we’re breaking up.”
“No baby, c’mon, don’t be like that.” he pleaded, he knew how horrible his words came out but he just didn’t have the mind to speak sensibly right now.
“Be like what? Not putting myself in situations I don’t wanna be in? Not putting myself around things i don’t wanna be around?”
“Baby it’s not like i’m addicted, let’s just talk, okay? I’ll answer everything you want to know” he said guiding you to sit on the edge of the bed next to him.
“When did it start Yuji.” you said sternly.
“Couple weeks after Gojo died,” he winced.
Nodding you asked another, “Who do you get them from and how much are you paying?”
“I get them from a friend,” he admitted, “you don’t know him. Met him not that long ago.”
“How much Yuji?” you repeated.
“It’s free,”
“Free?” he nodded, “So he just gives you weed in exchange for what?” you sat up. “Oh my gosh, Yuji. Please do not tell your sucking him off for weed! Or he’s sucking you off! Are you crazy?!”
“Ew, what no gross!” he physically gagged. “I wouldn’t do something like that, and i’m not gay.”
“Eh” you replied.
He snapped his head back to you in question before continuing. “It’s free because he said it’s like a stoner tradition, or at least for him. Something about not letting the stoner your ‘training’ pay.”
“Sounds like a thing between boyfriends.”
“What?!”
“Yuji, all jokes aside, this is dangerous. You know how easy it is to overdose on these things?!”
“I won’t, baby, don’t worry. I’m tough, I can handle a little mary-jane.”
“Yuji that’s not-ugh!”
After a little more back and forth you two came to an agreement, he could only smoke in your presence to make sure nothing happened.
Which leads you to now.
Yuji is currently laying on your chest in your window seat while you play with his hair. He’s blowing smoke out the open window and in probably the most comfortable position of his life.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your collarbone. “For not leaving me, and being here.”
“Always, Yuji, always,”
“I’ll stop someday, just not yet.”
“I’ll kill you if you don’t by the time we’re like, I don’t know…twenty-three?”
Yuji chuckled into your skin, “giving me that long?”
“Mhm,” you said with a kiss to his soft pink hair, inhaling deeply. “Did you use my shampoo again?”
“Mhm”
i had to retype all of this cause it DELETED
also i wanna make a stoner!yuji series with a bunch of drabbles of stoner!yuji x reader
also i wrote this on my phone so srry if it looks weird
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