drugs [boris pavlikovsky x reader]

two

stay
with me

RUSSIAN TRANSLATIONS IN THE COMMENTS!!!

today was the day y/n would be discharged, of course she was excited to finally attend a school and have her own bed, maybe even have a boyfriend.

that boris, he was super attractive. y/n hadn't felt like that since her first ever boyfriend, lucas sinclair. that lasted about a week, literally.

y/n was in rehab for a year and almost a half, for what you maybe wondering?

let's get back to boris now..

sitting in his small apartment, he lit a cigarette, puffing it lightly and blowing the smoke out his window. he looked over to theo, who was laying on boris's bed sleeping peacefully. boris remebered how hard the beds where at the rehab he stayed at. poor kid boris thought

boris remembered the girl he talked to yesterday. he bit his lip even thinking about her. but hell does she need to clean herself up before he even thinks about hitting that. boris was a manwhore, but not that much of one.

when would they meet again? boris thought. the suspense killing him/the idea of not seeing her again.

maybe i'll pay a visit to the rehab place
boris thought
"no, идиот" he said aloud. theo must have heard him because he groaned

"boris shut up you russian fuck." theo groaned.
boris jumped onto the boy, shaking him violently

boris pov

"что это было за Тео?" i say spitting in his face while laughing
he giggles and pushes me off him
"idiot" theo says
"right back at you" i laugh laying back into the bed.
a sudden somberness fell through us.

"hey, so crazy thing" i say, the thing sounded more like a 'ting'
"mhm?" theo said rolling over to face me
"i met a girl- i know what you're going to say. her name is y/n. she's extremely pretty" i say, the sight of her in my mind made me smile. i remember the weak smile she gave.

"you met her at a rehab center? boris-" theo started
"she was there for her father. she didn't look super great though." i cut theo off.
theo nods his head.

the sun peaks through the window, boris puffs his cigarette. blowing a perfect ring.

y/n pov
when i was discharged, my dad decided to take me shopping

"what's your opinion on me going into junior year?" i say nudging my father as he drives.

"what do you mean?" he asked

"boyfriend... what's your opinion on that?" i giggle

"i feel like you should focus more academically before you even think about a boy." my dad says seriously.
i cross my arms angrily.