outside the party with fratjo
“Fuck.” You grumbled.
You try and take another hit from your vape. You bring it close and wrap your lips around the end of it but nothing comes out. You glance at it as it pathetically flashes the battery icon before it dies down again.
Great. Your vape is dead. As if the night wasn’t already terrible enough.
First your friends ditch you for some frat boys and now you’re vape is dead. Annoyed, you stuff the device back into your purse with a huff.
Just as you were contemplating how to best release your anger for the rest of the evening your thoughts get interrupted by a deep voice.
“Wanna hit?”
You turn your gaze and meet bright blue eyes. You glance down at his extended hand, wow they’re big…
“Is that cool with you?” You asked softly. Despite your hesitance you reached out and wrapped your fingers around the neon pink device, plucking it from his outstretched hand.
“Yeah. Go ahead.”
You bring the vape up close, wrapping your lips around the device. The vapor is sweet, almost sickenly so but somehow it seems fitting for a man like him. You inhale the vapor deep into your lungs and let the smoke escape through your nose.
“I’m Satoru, by the way.”
You nodded your head, “y/n.”
You take another hit from the vape. You can feel Satoru’s eyes on your lips but you pretend like you hadn't noticed at all. What were you supposed to do? You hand the device back to Satoru and he accepts it wordlessly.
Satoru catches your gaze as he brings the vape towards his lips. Without thinking, your eyes flicker down to his lips, watching as he sucked the vapor into his mouth and exhaled it softly. You lift your eyes back up to Satoru’s, his gaze hooded.
You swallow the growing lump in your throat and look down at your shoes.
“Your lip gloss is pretty sweet.” Satoru remarked. You glance down at the vape and notice the small, barely there stain of your lip gloss.
“Thanks.”
a/n: this is from a real life experience that happened to me a while back
