nights like this
natalie scatorccio x shauna shipman’s sister!reader
tw: smoking weed, suggestive towards the end
tonight was just another quiet friday night. you enjoyed the cool fall air breezes through your window, and how you can finally light your favorite pumpkin and cinnamon scented candle. you doodled another flower in your filled sketchbook as you played your favorite 80s hits on your stereo, ‘i just died (in your arms)’ by cutting crew being the current song chosen.
you usually spent nights like this by yourself. you were quiet, and would much rather spend your time alone. whether that be learning to bake a new treat, trying a new hairstyle, or choreographing a fun dance to a new song, you always kept yourself busy.
your older sister shauna, on the other hand, did not. she was a top player on your schools varsity soccer team, which lead her to be outgoing and attend parties every weekend. you both spent spent time with no parental supervision on the weekends since middle school anyways, since your parents were always on business trips and once you two were old enough to stay home alone, you did whatever you wanted.
you had no intent to bring the chaos of all the loud music, the substances, and the spunk of parties into your life, until shauna threw a house party for the yellowjackets one night. until you met natalie. that one night, natalie stumbled into your room, looking for the bathroom. you redirected her, but a couple minutes later, she found herself coming back into your room. you two talked about everything. music, movies, life experiences, anything and everything you discussed felt magical. you both felt understood like never before.
the kiss didn’t even mean to happen. sitting knee to knee on your bed, faces getting closer and closer until your lips gave in and kissed. since then, she gave you her number, and you were either on the phone or she would be sneaking over to hang out (and make out) with you every day. your relationship blossomed into something beautiful, and one summer night, she asked you to be her girlfriend. did shauna know? absolutely not.
you snap out of the haze you were in while recalling how you met natalie as you hear a thud on your window. you giggle as you run over to your window, opening it so your girlfriend could shimmy in.
“hi baby,” you exclaim.
“hey, pretty girl,” she responds, closing the window behind her and picking you up with a quick smooch to the lips.
you pulled away and asked, “i thought you were at the party with my sister tonight?”
“you’re the better shipman, babe. why would i go to another lame so-called team bonding event when i could come see you, bring the party to you?”
“oh nat, what do you mean by that,” you giggle as you have a feeling of what she has planned.
“you’ll see, sweetheart,” she says as she pulls a baggy with a joint and a lighter in it.
you’d never smoked weed before, and nat knows that too. but, she wants you to be more outgoing, and you do too. so, you quickly and silently give in. you watch as her nimble fingers light up the joint and she takes a puff.
“you gonna try, pretty girl?”
you nod as you take the joint and take a big puff, but it only ends in a coughing fit.
nat chuckles and says, “oh, i so knew that was gonna happen. c’mere, baby girl.”
you don’t waste time and crawl straight into her lap.
“okay, gorgeous. we’re gonna try shotgunning this, okay? i’m gonna take a hit, then i’m going to blow the smoke into your mouth, so you feel the high too.”
not much long after, she ghosts her lips on yours as she inhales the smoke and exhales it into your mouth.
soon, the joint is down to one good hit left, and you’re definitely feeling the high. you giggle and say, “wow, i definitely see the appeal to smoking pot now.”
nat replies with a smirk, “told ya, you’ll be a party girl in no time.” with that, she takes the last puff and exhales it into your mouth. you blow your smoke away, and waste no time connecting your lips in a hot, sloppy kiss.
nat groans as you now lay on top of her with your fingers in her hair, and your tongue tangled with hers. your high brain has no shame, and you start to drag your hips back and forth against her jean clad thigh.
you almost let out a moan, but your body freezes as you hear your front door slam shut. shauna. your widened eyes match natalie’s as you both murmur.
“shit.”
authors note: this is me testing the waters into smut LMAO, plus i am feeling all the fall vibes!! love you all, spam that inbox🙈🫶
