#getting high

❦︎the only hope for me is you❦︎

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-fwb!frank iero x fem!reader

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summary:fwb!frank and reader getting high in bath trying to pretend they aren't deeply in love then fears turn to comfort when the truth finally spills out. ♡

warnings:angst,aftercare,hurt/comfort,drug use,weed,getting high,crying,fluff/comfort ending,fwb to lovers.

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frank reached for the faucet to turn on the water waiting for the tub to fill up.

you were lying on the bed while he was preparing some towels.the curtains fluttered in the evening wind.the air was fresh and relaxing making you appreciate the moment.feeling safe just being here with frank even though he might only see this as a physical need or something temporary. or maybe you were just overthinking and he felt the same way you did.unaware that you were both completely in love with each other for years just too terrified to ever say it out loud.when his voice called out and pulling you back to reality.

"hey,did you fall asleep?" you stood up and went to the bathroom.his bathroom was always cold as hell but it felt warm now because of the steaming tub. "get in i'll be there in a second" he said."where are you-" but he had already left.you didn't think too much about it and just got into the tub.

the water was neither too cold or too hot just the way you love.after five minutes he returned with a joint and a lighter in his hand.he winked at you making you both giggle at the same time.he climbed into the tub and the two of you sat facing each other.the tub wasn't that big you were pressed close together.

he handed you the lighter and placed the joint between his lips."light it." you leaned in a little closer and did what he said. "good girl." he smirked before taking a deep drag.

your body was completely submerged in the water with only your head resting above the thick layer of foam which smelled like cinnamon from the body wash you always use when you stay here.he took another hit from the joint held out his hand to your cheek blew the smoke directly against your lips.

that made your stomach flip.he looked so much calmer than you especially since you were spiraling inside.knowing you'd have to go back home soon made you feel like you were going to throw up and the heavy realization that he wasn't yours made your breath hitch and your eyes shiny.he handed the joint to you.you took a small drag.

he pushed a strang of your hair behind your ear "you're quiet tonight" he said. "i'm just tired" you answered in soft exhausted voice.

it was a lie and he knew it.he knew you better than anyone.he could tell something was wrong but he didnt want to press the issue or make you feel more anxious "yeah,i can see that baby" he chuckled softly "wanna stay over tonight?".he started washing your hair with his big tattooed hands you felt relax just a little and nodded.neither of you said another word until the joint was completely finished.

the two of you stayed in the tub a little bit longer.his wet hair was pushed back and he looked so cute like that.you couldn't help the blush spreading across your cheeks.you tried not to look at him because your eyes were still glassy and wet.you wanted to believe it was just because you were high but he could tell you weren't feeling good. he gently took your hands. "hey pretty" he said his voice laced with worry. "is there something you want to tell me?"

"i said i'm tired frank." another lie. he couldn't understand why you were playing it off but he didnt press further. "well,let's get out. but i'm not gonna fucking leave you alone until you tell me what the fuck is wrong."

he got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist then wrapped another towel around you.the two of you walked into his bedroom.he slipped on a pair of boxers first while you waited for him to give you something to wear.he grabbed a black shirt and a pair of boxers for you helping you put them on.once you were dressed in his clothes he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. he lit an another cigarette while you sat edge of the bed combing your hair.

he was sitting other edge of the bed smoking looking out of the window.you talked softly"frank?"

he turned his head toward you "yeah?"

"are you mad at me?"

he tossed the cigarette out the window and kneeled on the floor in front of you. "no. not even a little. but i can tell something's wrong.i can't fix it if you're not gonna tell me baby."

you were about to cry now. "frank i'm just...i..i'm"

he cupped your face in his hands. "just tell me what's wrong.have i ever failed to figure things out whenever you needed me to?"

you tried to answer but looking at him felt almost impossible. he pulled you into his chest rubbing your back and stroking your hair.

"i just wanna...i just wanna know if we're doing something...temporary or..." you couldn't even finish the sentence but he instantly understood what you were trying to say. "hey,hey" he murmured softly. "i never wanted this shit to be temporary."

you gripped the hem of your shirt now practically sitting on his lap as you curled into him. "but how long are we gonna keep just fucking like this and...shit..." you broke down crying softly against him.

he rubbed your back again "can't you see that...can't you fucking see that I love you?"

his chest aching"i'm sorry.i'm so fucking sorry.i thought...fuck,i love you too baby you don't know how much you mean to me.i just didn't wanna fuck everything up and lose you"

you curled into him even closer and he held you as tight as he possibly could. he kissed your hair,your,forehead and every inch of your face whispering apologies between each kiss. "i'm sorry... i'm so sorry... i love you."

he could tell you were getting sleepy, completely exhausted from the sex,being high and crying your heart out. still holding you in his arms he shifted so he could lay you down properly. "frank..." you murmured softly.

"shh shh i'm here" he whispered, carefully laying you on the bed before sliding in right beside you. he pulled you close until your forehead was pressed against his chest resting his head on top of yours. "i'm never gonna leave you... i promise. i promise we'll be together forever."

you exhaled let him hold you close knowing it was exactly what you both needed. wrapped up in his old-ass sheets, you finally fell asleep in complete peace for the first time in months.

write HCs about how The big men of genshin (neuvi, wrio, varka, zhongli, flins, childe.) okay u dont have to do all of them.

act when they are high as hell with you. Wouldnt that be a silly little idea.

Swan note: It’s so random but I love it, thx for the idea, I had fun writing it

The men getting high as the sky 🍃 (Varka, Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Flins n Childe)

-> Varka - already far too many drinks in - doesn’t hesitate for even a second when someone pulls out something to smoke. He accepts it and lights it up without a thought. It takes two or three joints before he’s actually high. After that, he either keeps wandering off, doing his own stuff - each idea dumber than the last - or he ends up curled in a corner, completely spaced out and feeling sick. The only comfort he finds is your soft hands running through his hair and you pull him against your chest. It takes only seconds in that warm embrace before his feelings - his worries about you - start spilling from his lips like a waterfall. The ever-cheerful Grand Master, suddenly riddled with concern, no matter how much you reassure him that everything is okay.

-> Wriothesley gets high often, so no one would really notice these days if it weren’t for how red his eyes get. He acts as usual, does his work and keeps a sharp eye on everything despite the effects, though his posture is more relaxed and he’s generally a bit more easygoing. He also gets rather touchy, always trying to keep a hand on you if you’re nearby, and laughing a little too hard whenever you tell him something funny. His hand might “slip” and land somewhere more intimate, to which his grin only gets cheekier and he puts his hands up in defeat when you start scolding him lightly.

-> Neuvillette isn’t one to try any kind of drug - and he surely never will on his own. The only reason he ever got high, or something close to it, is because of Sigewinne. The little Melusine had prepared a tea for him, insisting he tries it since it was meant to help him relax and calm his mind. A kind gesture… though she underestimated the intensity of the plants, leaving the Iudex far too relaxed. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it is strange to see him laid back in his chair, staring at nothing in particular. He barely acknowledges anyone, and it takes even you several attempts to catch his attention. When you finally do, his lips tug into a shy smile before he buries his face in the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around your waist. He doesn’t let go as he slowly drifts off to sleep.

-> Flins probably just found a pretty stone - far too happy with his discovery to notice the barely perceptible curse clinging to it. Once he picked it up, his mind went whoosh, and suddenly he was all smiles. His eyes stay half-lidded, that soft, constant smile never leaving his face - he’s literally ☺️ the entire time. Giggling at everything you say and even more flirty than usual, always needing to keep a hand on you. His fingers will trail lazily over whatever part of you he’s holding at the moment, and he leans against you like a content, lazy cat, perfectly happy to stay where he is. If you try to leave him for a moment he’d just follow after you, refusing to let you out of arm’s length.

Stevie the spy

“When I give you the signal, wait 30 seconds and meet me in the closet” Steve muttered lips pressed to your ear, arms wrapped around your waist. You smiled, trying to look back subtly to see him while checking everyone in the room to make sure no one was watching. Eyes scanning as you watched Steve casually stroll to lean by the door.

“Our usual routine. No one splits no one wanders off-“ Hopper was on a war path, again. People trying to change plans, you’d heard it a million times before. So much so that you naturally tuned it out.

Steve nods, raising his eyebrows then leaving. The door shuts behind him and you assume that must be “the signal”, immediately starting to count. Honestly you think you missed a couple numbers, and you were only counting to thirty but the excitement was palpable.

You tried to surreptitiously leave, but Dustin was a hawk. He caught onto any change in the room. “Where are you going?” He asked, his face screwed up like he’d just smelt something awful.

“Hey dusty? Mind your business. Yeah?” You smiled. Not to scare or scold him just to remind him that you are your own person.

Slipping out the door you keep turning as you quickly grab the closest door handle. But before you could tug it open all the way it swings open.

Steve grabbing your hips and closing the door backing you against it. Both of you laughing into each other’s mouths as he moves to hold your cheek.

“Hi, baby” he whispered so softly you barely caught it.

“Hi, sweetie” you giggled back staring into his sweet doe eyes. Steve’s smile grew, if that was possible. “Missed you” he mumbled, Leaning down to connect your lips.

Every time Steve hears your laugh he melts. Every time he feels your lips, he believes you gave him the key to your heart. He knows he won’t ever make you regret that. You’re it. Looking down at you right there, Steve knew it.

You were the one he wanted to travel with, the one he wanted to live with.

You were the one he wanted to come home to after a long day of work. He wanted you to be the one to carry his children, the perfect mix of you both.

You were the one he wanted to walk down the aisle to him. And to be the one he would grow old with. He wanted you to be the last person he saw before he took his last breath.

And when vecna was all said and done, he was gonna take you home.

He was gonna pull the sapphire ring his grandmother had given him when he was 14, with the promise he only use it for his future wife, from his desk drawer.

He was gonna ask you. He didn’t know how yet but he was gonna do it. Because he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you and he wanted it to start as soon as it possibly could.

Even if I miss them.