Theo was sitting on the floor in the astronomy tower, rolling himself a joint.

“Theo”, you call out quietly, coming up the stairs. “Y/n”, he calls back

You enter the tower and see him on the floor, going and sitting right across from him. He finishes rolling with his fingers and brings the paper up to his tongue. You can’t help but stare as his tongue runs across the paper.

“Stop staring”, he teases, looking right at uou as he finishes rolling up the joint