woods x reader

chapter 1 :)

its a sunset on a California summer day and I'm helping my roommate, Aryn, fold a surprisingly mountainous amount of laundry. She invited a couple of friends over to hang out and apparently, they're cute. I'm already acquainted with one of them, a guy named Craig. The few times we'd met I never really stopped to consider if he was cute or not, but I guess this is my time to find out. The other friend, a guy she called "Woods", is apparently a real sweetheart.

our plan for tonight is to get really fucking high and just do dumb shit. which, to be quite honest, is a great fucking plan. But that means, as of right now, I have to help Aryn find the weed she hid when her parents came over to visit and we're both not quite sure where it is. so we take to rummaging through all of her drawers and cabinets and in that weird vent next to her bed that we pried the grate of off.

As I rummaged under Aryn's bed looking for that one box, I hear a knock at the door. I peek my head into our shared bathroom, where she's currently searching, and tell her that I'll get the door. She mutters thanks and leans down to look in the cabinets under the sink.

I look through the peephole and see two guys. One is vaguely familiar, Craig, and the other is who I assume to be "Woods". I open the door to be greeted by two awkward yet warm smiles. I step aside from the door to let them in and close the door behind them.

I gesture vaguely at the couch. "You guys can get comfortable or whatever. I'm pretty sure Aryn knows y'all are here."

They both nod and go to sit on the couch. I turn to the slightly ajar bathroom door. just before I take a step towards it Aryn kicks the door open. She's holding the old pink Barbie box that we put our weed in.

"found it," she says with an oddly intense look in her eyes.

"good." I pause. "They're here."

Her face lights up as she turns towards the couch. She launches herself towards the guys and crushes the two of them with a hug.

"You saw me a few days ago, Ar," Craig says, laughing. "Do you think the hug is completely necessary?"

"Of course it is," the other guy, "woods", adds. "It's as necessary as all of the extra 'c's I put in the word "necessary"." He pokes Aryn's left cheek.

I let out a chuckle and he seems to take notice of me. He smiles at me again. This time just pure warmth radiates from him and it send my heart racing. It hits me just then how cute he is. His hair has flopped down onto his forehead and his eyes crinkle at the corners just slightly.

"You're (y/n), right? Aryn told me to stalk you on Instagram." He says, still poking Aryn's left cheek.

"Yep. But now you've got to remind me to put her my hit list later." I joke with him.

He lets out a very cute laugh. "I'm Woodland, by the way. Just call me Woods, though."

"Alright, Woods," I smile. "you should get up for a second. i've changed my mind, I'm about to murder a bitch right now." I grab a throw pillow that Aryn had knocked onto the floor and start whacking her with it. She laughs and rolls off of Craig and onto the floor. I continue to whack her as she playfully surrenders though a fit of giggles.

I help her up and her gaze starts drifting towards the Barbie box full of weed. Craig's gaze follows her's and he stifles a laugh when he sees the old, pink box. She grabs the box and sits down on the floor of our living room and places the box neatly in front of her. I sit down on the floor next to her and lean my shoulder on the couch next to Woods' leg.

"I just had a great idea," I say as Aryn opens the box. Everyone turns towards me. "We should do stupid eighth-grade party games like truth or dare and stuff."