Zayn is teaching Liam how to smoke a joint right now. Totes presh.
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"“Liam,” Zayn says, voice slow and thick. He steps towards Liam, and Liam can’t step backwards unless he wants to fall into the easel. “ Since you taught me, I’m going to teach you, yeah? Teach you how to loosen the **** up for once, Wonderboy.”
Liam’s shaking his head, but Zayn puts a hand on his arm and he stills.
“How do you plan on teaching me, then?” Liam asks. He sounds much more calm than he feels, which is most likely because of the drink and a half he’d had. It was making him a bit foggy already.
Zayn puts a hand on his chin, tiling his head up a bit. “Just relax,” Zayn orders. “Like floating. Just relax.”
Liam tries, but then Zayn is bringing the joint to his lips, inhaling, and then pulling their mouths together. Zayn’s lips are both soft and rough, since they’re a bit chapped, and he opens his mouth, those lips pushing Liam’s open, too, as he exhales into Liam’s mouth.
He has about a seconds warning, a second to really comprehend what’s happening -- because he knows what shotgunning is, even if he’s never done it-- before he has to breath, sucking in the smoke as he does so. He doesn’t choke on it, but he feels it move down his throat, thicker than normal air, leaving a slightly unpleasant taste in his mouth.
“Relax,” Zayn says again, his thumb rubbing circles on Liam’s jaw."
