WEED AND NAILS —
chapter seventy-six
"I wanted to give this to you as a thank you for the math answers." The robotic voice spoke after Tsuichō was able to type the message out. Korei looked at the oddly rolled cigarette-like object in the plastic baggy. She's never seen a joint before, but she was almost certain this was one. "I also brought some snacks that you'll probably crave after. I'm sorry if you don't want it but I overheard Shinsou and you talking about it one day. You said you wouldn't mind trying it so here you go!"
"Wow, thank you so much, Tsui-kun! I appreciate the gift," she smiled happily, folding the baggy and slipping it into the grocery bag full of snacks that he handed her. "It means a lot that you'd risk bringing me that."
"It's really nothing, Saito. Most of our classmates smoke pot anyway. Anyway, this is super lemon haze, which is an indica strain so be prepared for that." Tsuichō explained, smiling at Korei and nodding as the words entered her ears. The innocent girl had no idea what that meant, opening her mouth to ask only for Tsuichō to wave his hand and point to his phone, signaling that it was still talking. "Indica strains put you to sleep, not gonna lie. I'd suggest smoking it on the weekend or something because I swear that I had a great night's sleep for the next week after smoking it. Definitely keep someone around when you go through that high, though. Also, be careful, I know that you have asthma but so do I. If anything happens, just let me know and I'll try to get some edibles from my dealer if you like it. If you don't like it then that's fine too. I just really wanted to say thank you and I thought this would be the best way."
"Oh, okay," she giggled, nodding happily. "Thanks for explaining everything, Tsui-kun. I honestly had no clue," the two of them laughed before she placed the grocery bag aside. "But once again, I really appreciate it. You didn't have to get me a gift but I'll definitely make good use of it. Though I do have a question; is it okay if the person that I have sit with me gets high too? Or is that like a...no go?"
"That's fine. Just make sure you have someone to keep an eye on you. It's also a lot more fun when you get high with other people. Personally, Kiho is the best person to smoke with but you make your own choices." Tsuichō listened as Korei sighed happily. He felt very proud of himself, excited to have helped her out in almost the same way she helped him out. "Once again, you don't have to smoke it. You can give it away if you want. I just remembered hearing you say something about trying it. I would have given you my dealer's info but I'll give it to you if you like it that much, lol."
"Understandable," she nodded, checking her phone briefly to see if she had gotten a text from Shinsou. He was supposed to be done with training an hour ago. Hopefully, he was okay. "I'll let you know if I like it, Tsui-kun. Perhaps, one day, you, Kiho, and I could all get together to smoke? Maybe even Hitoshi will join us?" She shrugged and watched as Tsuichō nodded and smiled.
"I look forward to it, Saito. Enjoy the rest of your night. I have to go get some homework done. Good night."
"Good night!" Korei called after him, waving as he left her room. Once he was gone, she shut the door and sighed, going to sit on her bed. Where the hell is Shinsou? Is he okay? Why hasn't he responded to her text message yet? Woah, calm down there, Korei. He's probably busy training, stop acting like he's dying. Why is it that she always freaks out like this when he isn't around? Is she too dependent on him? God, what's wrong with her?
The idea that she's too clingy makes her want to take like three thousand steps back. Would this side of her scare Shinsou off? If he knew just how deeply it ran, would he even want to be around her anymore? It's not like she can really control it! She just realized that she's doing it! There has to be some kind of explanation for it. Maybe she just really cares about him and that's it? No, because she gets this insanely dreadful feeling that he's just going to leave her like everyone else in her life...or worse...what if he turns out to be like her grandmother? What if he thinks she's not good enough? Fuck, she's crying now.
No! She can't be acting like this! There's no point to be thinking like this! Shinsou cares about Korei, that much is evident. He would never treat her the way her grandmother does...and he definitely wouldn't leave her like her father did...and there's no fucking way that he'd ever lie about loving her like her mother did. She was stressing herself out over nothing. Maybe she needed that joint a lot more than she thought?
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"Hey, kitten. Sorry, it took me some time, I wanted to get a quick shower so you wouldn't have to smell me," Shinsou chuckled as he entered her dorm room. He noticed she was sitting at her desk, messing around with the acrylic nail kit that his mother had given her. He also noticed that she had her earphones in. This made him smirk to himself, the idea of scaring her popping into his head. Should he? He didn't want to mess up her nail process and he knows just how confusing it is for a beginner, remembering how focused his mom was on it. Sighing to himself, he decided not to scare her today. Instead, he removed his shirt and tossed it onto her other desk chair as he made his way to her bed.
Korei's music was blaring through her earphones, Shinsou able to determine exactly which song she was listening to without getting too close. Shaking his head, he mumbled about how she'll most likely go deaf when they get older. Now standing behind her, he stepped out of his slippers and then plopped down on her bed, listening to the loud shriek that came from his girlfriend as she finally realized there was someone in her room.
"Hitoshi Shinsou! Never scare me like that again!" Korei scolded him, yanking her earbuds out and pushing herself away from her desk. Her purple-haired boyfriend smirked at her, his eyebrow raised in a challenging manner.
"Or what? You gonna hit me?" He winked and watched her face go bright red. Korei stammered over her response, watching him laugh and just kick his sweatpants off before getting comfortable in her bed. "That's what I thought, kitten. Plus, I wasn't even trying to scare you. You had your music up so loud that you didn't hear me come in. I tried talking to you." His hands were situated behind his head, this sly look on his face as he glanced over at her. "You really should get a TV in here or something babe. I'm dying over here."
"Hush it, Hoshi! You're lucky I'm letting you in here at all," she teased, sticking her tongue out at him before turning back to her nails. She was only able to do one hand, and it was definitely not the best but it looked really good. "I'm just glad I didn't mess up on my nails. I would be so embarrassed if that had happened." She pouted, grabbing her clear nail polish for the final layer. Shinsou rolled his eyes at her before letting them shut so he could drift off a little.
"I doubt you could mess up on anything, kitten. You're pretty amazing," he hummed quietly, the idea of sleeping becoming increasingly more attractive to him. "Now hurry up with that so we can cuddle."
"Of course, baby. I'll be done in just a few minutes." She smiled, glancing over at her boyfriend before suddenly getting this giddy feeling in her stomach. "Can I paint your nails, baby? I'll let you pick the color~!"
"Sure, yeah," he mumbled, clearly unaware of what he had just agreed to. "What color?"
"I have all the colors pretty much. I was thinking you'd like purple with a silver accent, solid black, solid navy blue, or solid silver. Which do you prefer?" She asked, rolling the chair closer to the bed so she could grab for his hand. Shinsou shuffled, one eye cracked open as his girlfriend's delicate hand held his rough one.
"What are you doing?" He asked again, enjoying the way her thumb rubbed over his skin. Why was that so soothing?
"I'm gonna do purple and silver, okay? I think it suits you," she giggled, tracing over the palm of his hand before turning to reach for her nail polish. "I wuv you~" she cooed, preparing to paint his nails while he half-slept.
"I wuv you too, kitty~" he mumbled tiredly. "You're the best thing in my life. I'm gonna marry you one day, promise."
"I'll hold you to it," and she would.
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