A/N: They are in high school in this

Kaoru and Kojiro were cool, they'd say. They were good at skateboarding, Kojiro got the ladies, and Kaoru was brilliantly intelligent. They drank sometimes, leading to some interesting late-night conversations. The one thing they'd never done was smoke weed. So, they decided they wanted to try it for the first time together.

"Hey Kojiro," Kaoru greeted, smirking slightly and tapping his pocket. Kojiro smirked in return.

"Hey, Kaoru," he said, grabbing his skateboard. Kaoru hopped on his while Kojiro got on his, then they both skated off to Kaoru's house. His parents wouldn't be home for the night, so it was the perfect time to do it.

"So, I've never done this," Kaoru chuckled, pulling the small delta 8 pen from his pocket. They figured they'd start with something small, nothing that will completely fuck them up.

"Neither have I," Kojiro said, a small laugh leaving his lips. Kaoru held the pen up and inspected it.

"I think you just hold the button and inhale," he said, staring at the small cartridge of substance on the inside.

"Yeah. You go first," Kojiro giggled, his cheeks flushing red. He was nervous to try it, but he wouldn't let Kaoru know that.

Kaoru looked up at Kojiro a little nervously and slowly raised the pen to his lips. He wrapped his lips around the mouthpiece, then he held down the button as he inhaled sharply. Immediately he coughed, taking the pen out of his mouth and handing it to Kojiro. He coughed for a minute straight, his lungs and throat burned intensely from the harsh smoke. Kojiro laughed and took the pen, trying to hide his nerves.

"I'm sure I'll do better," he teased, then lifted the mouthpiece to his lips. He held the button and inhaled, trying to hold it in his mouth before slowly inhaling it from there. The technique didn't work perfectly, but he had a much easier time than Kaoru did. He coughed for a few seconds, handing the pen back to his friend. "I told you," Kojiro smirked.

Kaoru rolled his eyes and carefully took another hit, trying to replicate what his friend did. He inhaled slowly, holding it all in his mouth and actually inhaled it from there. It went down much smoother, and he didn't cough nearly as bad. He still coughed for a bit, the burn from the first hit still settling in. He handed it back to Kojiro, who took another hit. He did it the exact same way as the first time, and he barely coughed at all. Kaoru was slightly jealous, he had to admit, but he knew he had a much higher tolerance than Kojiro. Kojiro took one more hit then handed it back to Kaoru. Kaoru watched as Kojiro's eyes grew heavy and a stupid grin began to spread across his face.

"You're getting high," Kaoru smirked, taking another hit. Kojiro only giggled, which erupted into full-on laughter. Kaoru Just rolled his eyes and took one more hit before setting the pen down on the table. Kaoru began to feel the effects on himself; his mind was becoming foggy and everything suddenly seemed absolutely hilarious.

Kojiro watched as Kaoru began to giggle over nothing at all. Kojiro giggled along with him, plopping himself down on the couch. Kaoru sat next to him and threw his legs up over Kojiro's thighs. Kojiro blushed a dark pink but turned his head to hide it. Kaoru noticed the blush, so he reached up and poked the bigger boy's cheek. "You're blushing," Kaoru stated the blatantly obvious. "Why?"

Kojiro was taken aback, but just shook his head. "I'm fucked, man, that's why," he grumbled, leaning his head over the back of the couch. Kaoru giggled and hung his head over the side of the couch, staring at the wall that was now upside-down. He continued to giggle while Kojiro just stared off into space.

Kojiro imagined himself with Kaoru, getting high together every night. Of course, once the high settled in a bit more, he didn't have a choice on where his mind went. He began to think about kissing the other boy, running his hands through his hair, or hugging him. Kojiro's cheeks continued to flush a dark red, but he stared at the wall with a blank expression. He was definitely very far gone, and he knew Kaoru had a higher tolerance than him, so Kaoru can't be that fucked up, right?

"Kaoru," he muttered, glancing over at him from the side. Kaoru lifted his head and looked at him.

"What, you gorilla?" He giggled, and Kojiro just thought he was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"I'm fucked," Kojiro said, erupting into laughter as well. They both laughed and laughed for minutes, until neither of them could really breathe. Kojiro's laughter slowed to steady panting as he stared into Kaoru's eyes. "You're pretty," he blurted out, then immediately looked away and bit his lip.

"I'm..what?" Kaoru asked, trying to process it.

"Pretty," Kojiro said, then started giggling again. Kaoru flushed red and covered his face.

"You're not going to remember this, Kojiro," Kaoru groaned, moving his legs off the other's lap. Kojiro huffed and picked his legs back up, placing them on his own.

"Yes, I will," he said, completely serious. Kaoru uncovered his face and just raised an eyebrow and Kojiro burst into more laughter.

"You're fucked," Kaoru sighed, rubbing his temples. "I knew this was a bad idea."

Kojiro pouted and put Kaoru's legs back down, then crawled across the couch. On his hands and knees, he was inches away from Kaoru's face. "You can't deny that you like me, too," Kojiro smirked, then sat down directly next to him. Kaoru groaned and punched his arm. "Ow.." Kojiro grumbled.

"You're high as fuck. And I am, too. We won't remember this," Kaoru argued, trying to scoot away. "If I'm going to confess...I want to remember it," he said, barely looking up at Kojiro.

Kojiro smiled at him and brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. "Then let's not confess, yet. We can do that later. For now, I want to kiss you. So bad," Kojiro said, brushing his thumb over Kaoru's bottom lip. Kaoru stared into Kojiro's eyes with an unreadable expression before sighing.

"I want to kiss you, too, stupid," Kaoru muttered, then closed the gap between their lips. Kojiro kissed back, although very sloppily, and pulled Kaoru onto his lap. Kaoru straddled the other's hips, his mind becoming even foggier from the kiss. Everything moved in slow motion - the kiss seemed to last for eternity, but in reality it was only about twenty seconds.

Kojiro pulled away, a small smile and blush on his face. "That was nice," he giggled, and Kaoru couldn't help but giggle, too.

"Your lips are softer than I thought they'd be," Kaoru said, then kissed Kojiro again. The boys moaned into each others mouths. Kaoru pushed his tongue past Kojiro's lips and took control. His tongue moved perfectly in sync with Kojiro's, and Kojiro continued to moan into Kaoru's lips. The taller man pulled away after a few minutes, a string of saliva connecting their lips. They both smiled at each other, their expressions fond and gentle.

"So, want to keep going?" Kaoru giggled, wrapping his arms around Kojiro's neck.

"Of course I do. But no sex - I want us to be sober for that," Kojiro said, flashing a wink at the last part. Kaoru's face flushed a deep red.

"Who says we'll ever do that?!" He squeaked out.

"Considering we're making out now, and confessing later, I think it'll eventually get there," Kojiro chuckled. He tucked a strand of hair behind Kaoru's ear. "Also, You're Beautiful with your hair down like this." Kaoru grumbled and looked away. Kojiro gently grabbed his chin and turned his head towards him. "Let's keep going."

Kaoru nodded and kissed him again. They continued to make out until they both fell incredibly drowsy. "I'm tired," Kaoru whined, then stood up. "Move your big gorilla ass. I want to lay down."

Kojiro laughed sleepily and readjusted himself so he was laying across the couch. "I'm not sleeping with you!" Kaoru complained, crossing his arms over his chest.

"It'll be fine, Kaoru. I'll keep you warm," Kojiro smiled. Kaoru rolled his eyes, but the weed in his system was taking over his better judgement. He climbed into Kojiro's arms on the couch, then buried his head in his neck. "Goodnight, Kaoru," Kojiro whispered, then kissed the top of his head.

"Goodnight, Kojiro," Kaoru whispered back, passing out immediately after.

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The morning after was definitely a surprise. Kaoru could barely remember the night before, but he knew something had to have happened for him to wake up in Kojiro's arms. Kojiro was sound asleep, snoring softly with his arms tightly wrapped around Kaoru. The smaller boy blushed and gently moved the other's arms, then climbed off the couch. Kojiro woke up almost immediately, his voice raspy and deep. "Kaoru?" He said, rubbing at his eyes.

"Hey," Kaoru muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "Do you, uh...remember last night at all?" He asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

"I know we kissed," Kojiro said quietly as he sat up.

"I remember that, too," Kaoru replied, his voice the same volume.

"So, we wanna talk about that, or...?" Kojiro began, playing his with fingers.

"We kinda have to now," Kaoru nervously laughed, looking anywhere but into the other's eyes.

"Okay, uh...I'll start," Kojiro said, not looking up from his hands. "I like you, Kaoru. A lot."

"I like you, too," Kaoru whispered, "a lot."

"Then...what are we now?" Kojiro asked.

"Well, that's jumping straight to the point," Kaoru chuckled. "But if you want to be my boyfriend I'll accept." Kojiro looked up at him with a smile.

"Then yeah, I want to your boyfriend. And I want you to be mine," Kojiro said with a huge grin. Kaoru nodded and sat down on Kojiro's lap, his legs resting to Kojiro's side. They smiled fondly at each other before giving each other their first sober kiss.

"Also, you're cute as fuck when you're high," Kaoru said when they pulled away. Kojiro groaned and buried his head in Kaoru's neck.

"Shut up..." he grumbled, then they returned to kissing for at least the next hour.

Kaoru's parents arrived home earlier than expected, to which they caught the two boys kissing on the couch. They said a quick 'congrats' before racing off, causing Kojiro and Kaoru to both blush intensely.

By the end of the night, they had made out at least three times, unable to get enough of each other.