What If It's All A RomCom? - Ted Nivison x Reader

Chapter 14: Honey, Blunts and Lust (Lemon)

After a brief moment of silence between us, Ted's expression softens.
"...Share this with me." He speaks, holding the rolled blunt up in front of him. "and I'll tell you.."
I furrow my brows at him, smiling in genuine disbelief. "Are you really propositioning me with weed now that I've caught you in your lie?" I ask with a soft laugh, placing a hand on my hip. "On top of that, aren't you worried Tanner is gonna notice? That's a whole joint."
"This is the one and only time I'm having a joint on this trip, and I want to share it with you." Ted admitted, standing up off the edge of the bed.
"Come on, you'll smoke half, I'll smoke half."
"Would you have wanted to share that with me if I hadn't walked in?"
"...Probably not."
"Oh, we're being honest now?"
"I'm--I'm tryin', believe me."
"You're trying?"
"Yeah. I...I think...I just need a boost."
"You need to share a joint to be honest with me?"
"I want to share a lot more than a joint with you."
"Like what?"
"Like why I didn't approach you at Joe's wedding."

Now I'm intruiged. What started as a one-off comment in our very first conversation has turned into one of the biggest mysteries of this relationship, purely because Ted has refused to talk about it and Joe insists on him being the one to tell me. If he needs to be high to finally tell me about it, I'll take it. I take a small breath and hold my hand out, smirking up at him. "Got a light?"
Ted gives me a relieved smile, placing the joint in my hand, then reaching into his other pocket to hand me his green lighter. I can't help but chuckle at how excited he is, shaking my head as I place the skinny end in between my lips and flick the green lighter to light the joint, taking a breath in once I knew it's lit enough. I knew nothing was going to hit me immediately, but knowing I hadn't smoked in a long while still gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. Maybe I was nervous. I was either nervous about getting high, or about what Ted would say once we were high. Once I took in my puff, I passed the joint over to Ted, watching him take in a deep hit from it. I knew he'd probably smoke it a bit more than me. Honestly, I was okay with that.

It took a few good minutes for me to feel anything, but once I was feeling it, God...I was feeeeeling it. Ted and I were now laid out on his bed, taking turns, albeit slow ones, with the blunt. Ted had taken his glasses off, completely relaxed against his pillow. If he truly wasn't high before, he definitely was now, as was I. The haze that had settled into my brain felt smooth and pleasent. I felt comfy. I felt content. Ted had closed his window slightly so most of the smoke would stay in the room. It made me a little anxious about Tanner finding out, but once we started talking about it, we couldn't stop laughing about it.
"I can't--I can't even picture Tanner angry..." I admitted with a soft laugh, breathing in a hit from the joint before passing it to Ted again, my gaze locked up on his ceiling. "Unless he's acting in a fuckin'....DnD game, I've never seen him angry.."
"He would be. He would be angry, I'm tellin' you, he'd be pissed." Ted admitted with a smirk, taking the joint from me. "He'd kick me off the set."
"He would not!" I laugh out, turning my head to look at Ted.
"He absolutely would."
"You're the lead! This whole thing--"
"He absolutely would."
"The whole thing--"
"I'd be a--I'd be a goner, dude."
"The whole--stop!"
"Absolutely a fuckin' goner."
"Stop interrupting me!"

I playfully swat at Ted as he tries to take another hit from the blunt, but we both can't stop laughing. I'm trying to quiet my laughing so we don't wake up the whole damn house, but Ted's insistence was just so fucking funny for some reason. It was maddening how attractive Ted really was. He was handsome, he was funny, charming and amazing at his craft.
While I'm lost in my thoughts, I realize I've been staring at Ted. I watch as he turns his gaze towards me, his eyes sparkling with realization.
"You starin' at me, princess?" He asked, his tone low and relaxed. I meet his dark gaze with my own, a warm smile creeping along my lips.
"Kinda.." I admit in a soft tone, resting my head a bit more on his pillow. "I was thinking.."
"About?.." Ted purrs, sitting up a bit more on his side to fully face me. I feel a sense of warmth wrap around my body like a warm blanket, particularly around my eyes as if I were tired, and my core, as if I were...tempted.
"I was thinking about you.." I admit after a short pause, blinking my eyes a little to ward off any real tiredness I was feeling. I wanted to hang on to this a little while longer, to really...ride it out.