“come on, you can’t be that much of a rule follower..” namgyu teased with a smug grin, holding the badly rolled joint out infront of you.

this wasn’t an everyday occurrence. clearly, namgyu had enough of thanos’ actions for one day, so he asked you to skip with him instead. which had never happened before, because his initial ask is thanos, then semi.. guess neither wanted to.

it was weird, you, being in the thanos crew. you were so different to them, yet you fit in so well. you didn’t indulge in substances like this, ever, really. no cigarettes, no alcohol, no drugs..

but here you were, skipping maths and english with nam-gyu, sat on some wall that lead nowhere, swinging your legs and hitting the brick with your heel everytime you did so.

nam-gyu wanted you to try a joint, just once. he wasn’t the best at rolling them, but he tried getting it perfect for you, even spilt some of the product on his new jeans, you know, with his shaky hands. but he didn’t mind.

he held the messily-rolled joint out to you, a persuasive grin on his face. “just one hit?”