Tom was an asshole. Everyone knew it he was cocky, arrogant, and a huge idiot in general, but by God, if you didn't have a soft spot for the guy.

You were a director and Tom was the main lead in your new movie, he knew you had a soft spot for him, in a way he liked it, most people saw him as an ass which fairly so even despite his fame, but he was happy someone genuinely liked him. Hence, he wanted to treat you.

Tom had invited you over to his place one day after set. You sat in his bedroom, covered in post-it notes with absolute nonsense written on them, and he looked at you with a smile, he was odd but in a way it was really charming.

"Y'know..You're always so tense, director."

He says his eyes gleaming with amusement as he looked at you leaning on his bed, his words making you raise an eyebrow in curiosity

"I think I've got something that could... help you take the edge off,"

he continued with a sly smirk, only further piquing your curiosity. He reached into his bedside drawer, rummaging around for a moment before he finally pulled out a joint.

"You ever had one of these before?"

He asked with a playful grin playing at the corners of his mouth.