🩵Tiffsoda🩵

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Smoke sesh and confessions with Abel (Fem reader x Abel)

Authors note ~ I haven’t written/posted something in so many years, please forgive me if it shows, but Abel just has me feeling so inspired lately! Completely new to Tumblr as well, so this will take some getting used to. Art by me 💛✨ I’m so stoned rn

Summary: Reader x Abel smoke sesh turns into an awkward confession of feelings.

Content ~ Smoking weed, fluff and silliness, no smut…. Yet. (fem reader but I don’t think I use a lot of gendered language, so it could be gender neutral!)

Requests welcome 💛

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You and Abel sat on your bedroom floor; all of your smoking supplies organised on the carpet in front of both of you.

The window cracked all the way open to allow for optimal air flow, so your secret habits wouldn’t be so obvious to your roommate, though you were certain they already knew.

“So, what do we start with?” Abel asked, analysing the multiple forms of cannabis laid out and ready to be sampled.

“There’s a jellybean flavoured preroll with a keef coating…Orrrr, there’s cotton candy rolling papers that we can use for the pink lemonade kush…. Orrrrr cherry, raspberry flavoured gummies, Orrrrrrr—”

“Okay, woah! I’m getting overwhelmed. Let’s keep it simple and start off with the preroll.”

“Solid choice. Wanna light it?”

“Ladies first.”

You gave him a cheeky smile before pulling the joint out of the small box that encapsulated it. You brought it to your lips as you reached for the lighter sitting next to the rolling tray. You lit it up and took a puff, savouring the very subtle candy flavour.

“I need to get so stoned tonight… This whole week has been way too much for me.” Abel confided with a short sigh.

“You know I’ve got you. The cookies are edibles, by the way.”

“Shit, really? I’ve already had two.”

“You’ll be chill. You need it.”

You absolutely adored your smoke sessions with Abel; the combination of his soothing voice and gentle mannerism always had you reach peak relaxation almost instantly.

“Ugh, my tummy hurts.”

“Awe, you’re so stressed out. Have you eaten anything today, other than the cookies?” You asked him before passing the joint over to him. You stared at his hand as he gently grasped it between his dainty fingers.

“Nah, this stress has been messing with my appetite.”

“Good thing I’m getting you high as fuck. You’ll have the munchies in no time.”

“Honestly it might be for the best, I’m a little pudgy doncha’ think?” He asked before taking a long drag off the joint.

“Not on my watch. I don’t care how pudgy you are, I am not depriving you of your favourite snacks, Abel.”

“But seriously though… Am I fat?”

“You’re on the thicker side, but there’s literally nothing wrong with that. What's got you so down lately?”

Abel passed you back the joint and looked off to the floor with a somewhat melancholy expression.

“Hey, look at me.” You reached your hand out and softly gripped his chin and directed his gaze to meet yours.

“It’s no big deal. I just need to get super high and get my mind off things.”

“Say no more.” You let go of him and passed him back the joint which he graciously accepted.

***

You had repositioned yourself to be laying with your head in Abel's lap. You had your gaze fixated up at him as you rambled about pointless things. He peered down at you with a soft smile and completely glazed over eyes.

“Want another one?” Abel asked as he unwrapped one of his ‘super good taffies’.

“Please.”

Abel finished unwrapping it and gingerly placed it on your stuck out tongue. You treasured how Abel allowed you to be goofy and never seemed to care how reliant you became on him when you were high. There was something about his energy that just made you so calm and comfortable, especially when using his thighs as a pillow.

You could easily pass out from how at ease and invulnerable he made you feel. He was your safe place, your dependent, your home. You never felt more secure and light than you did when you were being cradled and doted on by Abel.

“These taffies are divine.” You said with an exaggerated tone that was somewhat disrupted by the candy sticking to your teeth.

“Right? They’re my favourite.” The tone of his voice was so soft and calming when he was relaxed. Sometimes you couldn’t tell what his emotions were based off of just his voice alone.

Abel rested his cheek against his hand and tilted his head slightly to the side. You could tell there was something on his mind, but you knew he wouldn't tell you if you didn’t ask.

“How you feelin’?”

“Light.”

“Good, I’m glad you’re feeling a bit better.”

“You always make me feel better.” Abel said as he stroked your shoulder with his thumb.

“You know you can tell me anything right?” You hinted at him.

Abel sighed softly then gave you a silly grin before finally confiding in you.

“Do you think I’m cute?”

Your eyes shot wide momentarily before softening again. You couldn’t help but giggle at this question because you felt the answer was incredibly obvious, but you knew he just wanted reassurance.

“Of course I do. You’re the cutest in all of heaven. Perhaps even the whole universe!” You said playfully.

“Heh, thanks. But that would be you, not me.”

“You think I’m cuteeee?” You teased.

“Would I be hand-feeding you candy if I didn’t?”

“True that. Why do you care if you’re cute?”

“Well, I mean I try. Sometimes I just have to wonder if my efforts are noticeable.”

“Stop wondering. You have your answer.” You said, squeezing his arm.

“You’re my best friend, right?” Abel asked with an awkward chuckle.

“Of course. Why?”

“Do you think it’s normal how close we are? Like, I just think it’s kinda funny how people are always asking about us.”

“Normal? No. But who cares? We’re happy and that’s what matters.”

“No, you’re right. It’s just…”

You couldn’t help but instantly shoot up into a sitting position, swiftly turning your body to face him and staring at him in his eyes with an eagerness which caused Abel to jump like a spooked cat.

“Just what?!”

“I can’t tell if you’re excited or mortified! I’m so nervous right now!”

Abel bit at his nails, his hands being considerably shaky, and his overall demeanor becoming increasingly timid with each passing second.

“That depends! Tell me what! You can’t leave me hangin’ like that.!”

“Well— I just— Uh…”

You stared at him intensely, waiting for him to spit out whatever he was trying to say. You knew your abruptness was off-putting, but you couldn’t help it. You were stunned at what you believed to be playing out before you.

“It’s just… Do you ever think about maybe… I dunno… being something more? Maybe a different kind of label?”

“Yes! Literally all the time!” You blurted. You had waited for this moment for so long that you couldn’t contain your excitement.

Abel became flustered, anxiety ridden and intoxicated from admiration all at once. He couldn’t regulate a single emotion he felt, which had you feeling more thrilled at the notion.

“Wait, seriously?!”

“Seriously, Abel! You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to finally come around.”

“Fuck, really?! Here I’ve been thinking you were too good for someone like me. I woulda' said something sooner… I’ve just been too much of a wuss.”

“I’ve been dropping hints like fucking crazy. I thought you were intentionally ignoring them cause’ you didn’t feel the same and just didn’t wanna hurt my feelings.”

“What hints?! God, am I that oblivious?”

“Apparently! Why do you think we’re as ‘close’ as we are! I’ve been testing the waters to see how far you’d let me take it for months.” You laughed out of relief, tears pricking the corners of your eyes.

“Jeez, we’re so awkward. Do you think other couples struggle this hard to figure it out?”

You blushed at the indication of being a couple, as though that had just set it into stone for sure. Hearing those words finally escape Abel's lips completely solidified how badly you wanted to explore this with him.

“Most couples don’t start out as best friends. I think that makes what we have special.”

“Oh my god. Please tell me this is actually happening and I’m not just super high.” He laughed apprehensively as he clumsily brought his fingers through his thick, pale blonde locks.

“Tell me the same. I’m freaking out!” You bounced slightly out of excitement, trying to keep yourself under control to the best of your ability.

Abel’s cheeks were completely overtaken by a bright shade of amber-gold which lit up his matching coloured eyes even more than usual, or perhaps his eyes were so lit up from the sheer amount of overwhelming adoration he had for you that he was finally able to express.

He was slowly experiencing a rise in confidence from everything working out how he hoped it would, so much so that he took it as an opportunity to steal a kiss from you before his winning streak ended.

He leaned in quickly as though the longer he waited, the less meaningful it would be, then pressed his plush lips against yours. You hadn’t had any time to mentally prepare yourself, but you felt yourself melting within seconds. The warmth of his lips and the subtle aroma of cannabis were enough to leave you craving more of this newfound confidence of his, as well as another joint.

He pulled away slowly, leaving you unsatiated. He almost had an expression of guilt, or shame, like he thought that he had done something wrong, his typical anxiety not relenting for long.

You couldn’t have that, so you lifted your hand to meet his face, gently cupping his cheek and pulling him back in. You brushed the tips of your noses for a moment as both of you internalized the moment before meeting lips for a second time. The passion was truer this time, with little to no anxious undertones now that he was able to fully grasp what was happening.

Your heartbeat picked up significantly when you felt his hand grazing a part of your body, he never dared touch before. His hand laid carefully but firmly against your upper thigh.

Once the two of you mutually pulled away, you both couldn’t keep yourselves from staring deeply into one another's eyes. You were infatuated by the intense colour of his eyes; you could have sworn they glimmered slightly, though it could have just been the angle of the light creeping through the curtains.

You brushed a loose lock of hair from his face, tucking it back into place. You couldn’t keep yourself from taking in the prettiness of his features, in a whole new light now. Now that it was appropriate to admire him the way you always wished you could, you took your opportunity in stride.

You got lost in analyzing every single detail about him that drove you crazy. You appreciated every little characteristic, the dark rings that circled his eyes, his youthful, glowing skin, his precious tooth gap that he prodded at with the tip of his tongue when he was nervous. Every single attribute was so endearing to you. You couldn’t believe you were finally permitted to express how obsessed you’d been for so long now.

You were more than certain he had been doing the same, as you both sat in silence just observing each other for a time. His expression was relaxed for once, which you were elated about.

Abel broke the silence and brought you back into reality.

“Is it too soon… To uh…” Abel stammered shakily.

“I love you, Abel.” You said serenely. Easing the festering anxiety building within him. Perhaps it was too soon? But it’s Heaven, who cares.

“I love you too. So much, for so long. It’s kind of crazy.”

You chuckled, adoring how goofy and awkward he was about everything. The exact reason he was so alluring to you. His genuinely softhearted way about him was what caused you to start possessing these feelings for him to begin with. It felt surreal, as though your dreams had finally manifested into reality, at last.

“Wanna take a bong rip to celebrate?”

“Completely read my mind!”