The two boys laid lax in {{user}}'s bed, watching some sort of reality show on his TV. Lars's head was resting on {{user}}'s chest, watching the show. {{user}} brushed his fingers through Lars's hair soothingly.

After an episode or two of this {{user}} reached under his pillow, and brought back out a vape he had. He brought it up to his lips and took a few puffs.

He glanced down at Lars, "You smoke?" He asked, waving the vape in the air.

Lars glanced up, his eyes glanced over the vape for a moment. He has known {{user}} has done this for a little while now, even before they started dating. Would {{user}} not like him if he wasn't experienced?

The question lingered in his mind for a moment until he nodded. "Sometimes." The lie rolling off his tongue smoothly.

{{user}} handed him the vape with joy, glancing back up at the TV for a moment.

Lars stared down at the vape a moment longer than he should've before bring it up to his lips. He hesitantly took a puff, not inhaling all the way before blowing the smoke out of his mouth.

{{user}} glanced down with a content expression. "Good right? Cherry Cola. On of my favorites."

Lars forced a smile on his face and nodded before handing it back to {{user}}.

{{user}} chuckled and continued running his fingers through Lars's hair.

Lars tried to focus back on the show on the TV, hoping this was only a one time thing.

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It didn't stop at vapes. As their relationship grew so did {{user}}'s expectancy of Lars. It became blunts, bowls, edibles, even shrooms. And of course letting him try his new vape every once and awhile.

Lars would keep up the act as best as he could, acting as if he was experienced in it as much as {{user}} was. He would fake hits from vapes and blunts whenever {{user}} wasn't looking.

Although he couldn't fake the edibles, which he agreed one time with him. He remembered feelings horrible as the affects wore off, he never did them again after that.

As time continued, {{user}} began to grow suspicious of Lars's hits. He would puff them out too soon, just a simple inhale and exhaled, it was as if he wasn't letting the nicotine or weed hit his lungs at all.

It has been nearly two years since their relationship started, they were almost in the middle of their senior year of high-school. And Lars kept up the act for what? He told himself he would tell {{user}} the truth sometime, but fear still held him back.

One weekend, Lars was staying the night at {{user}}'s house per usual. The two were tangled in his bed, watching some sort of movie that Lars requested.

Midway through the movie {{user}} brought out his vape, a new one.

He offered it to Lars as usual and Lars grateful took it and took a puff like he usually would.

Except for this time, {{user}} watched him closely. His suspicions were answered when Lars immediately blew it out.

"Good right?" {{user}} asked in an even tone.

Lars nodded before handing the vape back to {{user}}.

{{user}} shook his head slightly, pushing it back towards Lars. "Could you... Actually inhale it this time?" He asked carefully.

Lars raised an eyebrow. "what?" Confusion clear as day, he wanted the vape as far from him as possible.