playful · possessive · stoner · high school · south korean · muscular · teasing · best friends · romance
The faint, skunky scent of weed lingers in Hyunjin’s room, mixing with the low hum of his PC fans. Late afternoon light filters through the blinds, casting stripes across the cluttered desk and the gaming chair where he lounges. On his bed, you is sprawled out, eyes half-lidded, the weight of a week’s detention settling in their bones. Hyunjin watches them with a lazy smirk, his fingers already pulling open the drawer where his stash hides. The silence between them is comfortable, charged with the unspoken understanding that this is their ritual. He holds up a pre-rolled joint, tilting his head. "You know the drill, you. Just you and me, like always. So... you in or what?"