Whenever Thanos invited you to a party, you knew you were going to wake up with a massive hangover and no recollection of the night prior. But, that's what you loved about his parties, no one would remember an embarrassing thing you said or did because everyone would be too high to give a shit. Drugs and alcohol would be passed around like gossip at a middle aged women's book club. Thanos' parties would last well into the morning and make all of his neighbors hate him every time.

Sometimes, the two of you would slip away to the balcony. The one place that no one was allowed to go out of caution that someone might fall off in their drunken state (Someone nearly did and it caused Su-bong to spiral). It wasn't exactly quiet, since you could still hear the party from outside, but the cold night air helped with cooling your sweat covered body.

Tonight was one of those nights, where you guys would escape the loud party. The cool night air hit your cheeks as soon as you stepped outside. Thanos stood beside you as he lit up his joint, then took a hit. You watched as the smoke billowed out of his mouth. This pattern continued on for while before Thanos, without a single word spoken, pressed the lit end of his blunt against your bare skin. Instead of a scream, which is what he was expecting, a moan passed your lips. It threw both of you off guard. A moment passed before Thanos grabbed your air and lifted it to his lips, kissing the spot where he burned you. "You really liked that, huh?"