It was rare to get addicted to much in Tokyo except for the work life that encapsulated everyone there. That was what took hold of most of the city. That didn't seem to include Sugawara Koushi.

     Since the age of fifteen, Sugawara had smoked weed. Whether it was a blunt, a joint, or even a bowl, he had access to something at all times. At the moment he was sitting with his best friend in the entire world, Daichi. Daichi had a hold of him while he smoked, afraid he would do something rash.

     "Ugh Daichi tonight would be so great to just... relax. Enjoy life, you know?"

     Daichi laughed softly. "I think you've had enough for tonight."

     Sugawara shook his head. His bloodshot eyes traveled up to Daichi's dark brown ones and he smiled. "Let me smoke the rest of this please. Do you want a hit?"

     Daichi sighed. "Sure Suga." Daichi carefully took the joint from his lover and pulled from it. He gave it back and coughed. "Jesus."

     "Oh boo! Try again. That was a baby ass hit." Sugawara turned around in Daichi's lap and held up the joint. He smiled. "Try again, seriously."

     Daichi groaned. "Fine Suga. But this is all I'm doing. Then we're going back inside."

    Sugawara held his lighter up to the butt of the joint before pulling hard from it. It was nearly to the filter so he held it to Daichi's lips and let him hit off the rest of it before putting the roach in the vase near him. He got up and headed inside, Daichi following close behind. He sat on the couch and Sugawara found a box of gummies. He set it on the floor next to him and leaned into Daichi.

     He was floating, traveling into space. He needed to always be like this. He usually was like this actually.

     Daichi grabbed Sugawara's shoulder. "It hit."

     Sugawara hummed and climbed into Daichi's lap. He wrapped his arms around him before settling down. "Just relax Daichi. Everything is okay. We're all good and at peace, you know?"

     Daichi smiled and rubbed Sugawara's back. "Keep talking."

     "I love you so much. We're like saltwater. We'll never separate." He perked up a bit. "Want something to eat?"

     Daichi nodded. "I feel tired."

     "Ride out the high Daichi," Suga scolded softly. He ran his hands through Daichi's hair. "God you are just so beautiful. I can't get over you."

     Daichi laughed. "Says the one with the body of a god."

     Sugawara's eyes closed and he hummed. "Spicy ramen. Should I DoorDash?"

     "We should probably clean up," Daichi mumbled. He went to get up but Sugawara pushed him back down gently. "What is it?"

     "I can feel your soul and your soul is so... pure." He giggled. Right now was about the time Daichi sent him to bed but seeing as he was also incredibly high, he laughed and kissed Sugawara. "I love you so much."

     "I love you more Koushi." Daichi put his head back and let the air conditioning run over him in small bursts of cold air. He felt lips on his and smiled into the kiss. "Go fix some food Suga."

     Sugawara laughed lowly and got up. He made his way to the kitchen and found a bag of chips for each of them before sitting down and grabbing the remote to the TV. He yawned and turned on a horror movie, settling in next to Daichi for the night. Daichi curled up against him and fell asleep, peaceful.

     Sugawara felt himself drifting and leaned back, eyes closed. What he really needed was a warm shower. That would soothe him. He decided against that decision though and huddled closer to Daichi. He couldn't really feel much from the other male but his warmth.

     Sugawara massaged Daichi's back and sat up. He grabbed a bag off the floor and unzipped it before finding a small baggy. He sealed four of the pills and thirty minutes later he was fast asleep, mind buzzing with exhaustion.

     In the morning when the sun began to show on Sugawara's face he groaned, rubbing his eyes. "Fuck. Daichi? Babe?"

     Daichi's head raised and he smiled tiredly. "Morning."

     Sugawara huffed. He got up and headed to the ba the room, his baggy shoved in his pants pocket. He opened the bag in the bathroom and sighed. Sleeping pills were the only things left. He'd need to go pick up his pain meds from the hospital when he went to work...

     Daichi knocked on the door. "Suga I need to piss what's taking you so long?"

     Sugawara opened the door. "Sorry! You feeling okay?"

     "Huh? Yeah, just a little out of it." Daichi kissed Sugawara's cheek and slipped past him into the bathroom. Sugawara walked back to the kitchen and felt a headache coming on, annoyed by the seed of it in the front of his mind.

     On the way to work it got worse and worse until he couldn't take it and opened a drawer in his cubicle, popping three of the pills into his mouth.

     He relaxed soon enough and handled his patients before heading back home and smoking a small bowl. Daichi came home and laid down before dinner, exhausted from working with his own clients all day.

     Sugawara walked in and huddled into him, kissing his hair. "What's wrong, big guy? Tired?"

     Daichi perked up, pulling away. "Your breath smells like weed. Have you been smoking?"

     "Just a little bowl. I can still function," Sugawara bit back, knowing the anger that was coming with Daichi's question.

     "I told you that you need to tell me when you smoke so I can at least keep track of how much you're taking in." Daichi sat up, brows furrowed. He ran a hand through his hair, huffing in frustration. "You shouldn't be smoking more than like twice a week. You could get addicted."

     Sugawara rolled his eyes, sitting up as well. He put a warm hand on Daichi's thigh. "Daichi, I'm not getting addicted to weed of all things. That's impossible."

     "It's not. You know Bokuto sees people addicted to weed while he's out and about fighting fires and shit. I don't want that to happen to you." Daichi held Sugawara's hand in his own and smiled sadly at his lover. "I love you."

     Sugawara nodded. "I love you too! I promise I'm not getting addicted!"

     Daichi nodded and kissed his forehead. He got up, searching for the bottle of Tylenol by his bedside. Oddly enough when he picked up the bottle, it was much lighter than usual. He shook it before opening it and discovering only a small handful of pills left. "Huh?"

     "What's wrong?" Sugawara questioned, leaning over to inspect the situation. When he saw Daichi staring at the pills he gulped. "Oh that's weird."

     "Yeah. I must've taken more lately. The headaches." Daichi popped four into his mouth and swallowed them down with his two day old cup of water. He turned to Sugawara. "What are we making for dinner?"

     "Spicy ramen!" The older male announced, throwing his hands in the air. Daichi chuckled, causing Suga to smile wider. He stood on the bed and suddenly he was in the clouds. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes.

     "Suga! Watch out!"

     Sugawara yelped, biting back a scream as he was suddenly on his knees. Daichi rushed to his side, hand on his back. Blood poured from the wound on Sugawara's forehead, caused by the blade of the fan on the ceiling.

     Daichi grabbed a towel from the floor and held it to his forehead. "Come on, let's get you to the hospital. God Suga. You have to be more careful."

     Sugawara nodded, cringing. He held onto Daichi and tried to hide the fact that he was high as they walked down the street. Daichi handed him gum and hurried into the hospital only a block from their apartment complex. He pulled away the towel and sighed. So much blood was still coming out.

     Sugawara held onto Daichi, woozy. It didn't hurt much but he was definitely confused. Daichi just sighed, holding him close as they waited for a nurse to come and get them from their seats.