✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ | i feel the earth move - warren rojas x f!reader
synopsis: you might be dating warren rojas, but you’ve never tried the drugs that he’s been using. until, for his birthday, you decide to give in and try it
warnings: after yesterday’s sad fest, here is what i would say is a crack/fluff fic mwah, anyways onto the real warnings, drug use, warren getting old (he’s 24 in this), weed is the drug we use bc that’s the best i know the after effects of, shoutout to the toilet in warren’s room, cielo!reader (see my readersona masterlist mwah)
1k words | djats week! | @djatsweek :D
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“Oh my god, you’re actually serious about this.”
Warren did not believe your words when you had told him that for his birthday, you would finally get high with him.
You never got high with him, but you seemed fine with him getting high or getting drugged out of his mind. You just didn’t like the hangovers he’d end up with after, and that made you decide that you won’t partake in it, mainly because you always needed to be up and ready to help your parents at their surf shop.
But you finally told your parents you’d be taking the day off, and since you’ve never taken a day off in your life, they were happy to let you have a well-deserved break.
And so here you were, lying in Warren’s bed with his randomly placed toilet, holding a brownie.
“Don’t chicken out now.” Warren grinned, already on his second brownie. “It’s my birthday.”
“I’m not gonna chicken out.” You protested, but you still didn’t put it in your mouth.
This only made Warren laugh, as he took a bite of his brownie. You can already see his red-shot eyes from his consumption of the brownies, and God knows what he’s been taking throughout the day.
You bit your lip before finally putting the brownie in your mouth, taking a small bite of it.
Immediately after, you coughed and spit it out, which only made your boyfriend laugh harder.
“It’s not that bad!” He said, grabbing a napkin to clean up the poor brownie's remains.
“It is so that bad!” You said, chuckling as you put the brownie down. “God, that was horrible!”
Warren threw out the napkin, leaning over you to grab something else. “Okay, okay, let’s try something less bold.” He said, opening a capsule.
He held out a hand that held a red gummy, which made you take it.
“This is gonna taste the same as the brownie.” You said, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, yes…” Warren said, taking his own gummy, as if to show you it’s not that bad. “But it’s smaller than a whole brownie, so easier to take in.”
At this, you sigh and shake your head.
“You are so lucky that I love you.” You muttered, popping the gummy in your mouth.
You were very tempted to spit it out yet again, but Warren was watching you, looking like he was expecting you to do so, and you were not letting the fucker get the last laugh.
So, you chewed it and swallowed it, but it was clear that it had a bitter taste.
“I need my water,” You coughed, and you hit your chest a few times as you grabbed a water bottle. “How long does it take for it to kick in anyway?”
“Thirty minutes.” Warren shrugged, stealing your water and taking a sip of it. “Might be longer for you since it’s your first time.”
At his words, you raised the other eyebrow. “Is it because I don’t know what to expect?” You asked. “Because you’re my example of it kicking in.”
Warren only handed back your water.
“You’ll feel it,” was all that he said.
You, in fact, did feel it within the hour.
The pair of you were laughing like maniacs, pointing at random shapes that were on the ceiling, talking about anything under the sun. It had even gotten to the point where one of the boys, you couldn’t put his face to remember, came into the room and told the pair of you to shut up.
“Your eyes are red.” Warren finally said when the pair of you calmed down.
He had a little dopey smile on his face, one that you adored.
“My eyes are red?” You asked, giggling from earlier.
“Red-eyed.” Warren confirmed, starting to giggle again, just because you were giggling.
Both of you laughed again, and for a second, you thought another one of the band was going to come and tell the pair of you to shut up, but no one did.
“We’re both red-eyed then.” You said, pointing a finger at his eye. “You’re still red-eyed.”
“Good, we can match.” Warren grinned.
“It feels like the earth is moving.” He continued, his head lolling away from you.
“The earth is always moving.” You said. “Even if we don’t.”
“I forgot you were such a nerd.” Warren groaned, leaning his head back and off the bed.
You flicked his forehead, but you missed his forehead and proceeded to flick his nose. As Warren groans in pain, you begin laughing like a maniac, a grin like a schoolgirl.
“Happy Birthday,” You managed to say between your laughter.
Warren looks at you, rubbing his nose.
“You didn’t have to do this with me.” He said, his face trying to be as serious as he could.
“Yeah, but I wanted to.” You said, shaking your head. “I would’ve done it earlier, but I thought it’d be fun for your birthday.”
He smiles before leaning in and kissing your lips. Granted, it’s very sloppy, but you still reciprocated with a smile. When you both part, the two of you stare at the other’s red eyes, the high from the edibles still kicking in.
This was definitely the best birthday ever for Warren.
And it was definitely worth the massive hangover the pair of you got in the morning.
