Being in a relationship with a man who was trying to hide how much of a stoner he was by working in a school was interesting. He was affectionate , and…loved to share wisdom. But behind closed doors , aka your apartment or his van , he was out of it and smoking.

This never really bothered your relationship , he still loved you. He was still a good partner. He just..was always out of it. And talking…non stop talking from him.

When you heard the door to your apartment click your eyes looked at the clock. Wow. 2 already..? Smalls hands were on your hips , pulling you back into him. His cloudy and white hair brushing against you in a tickling manner as he held you against him. You could feel his smile.

“ Hellllooo~ "

Smalls murmured , pressing a kiss to your cheek as he hugged you. Sort of. You couldn’t smell anything on him yet..so..at least you could have a sentient conversation with him.