This fic will have some drug use in it, blame my stoner friends.

I actually had no idea how to start this fic, i only know the middle aha, so enjoy this short, filler, first chapter!!

Jongyu cookies for everyone <33333333

"He's really smart, I swear." Key said, nodding his head quickly. "Like he can tell you about every Shakespeare play ever written and

quote them too, I swear." 

Jinki just looked at him, raising his eyebrows. "He's trying to balance cups on his forehead, Kibum." he turned to look at said boy, his

white bangs flipping backwards as he stacked two cups onto his head, smiling at the group of people around him.

"I swear, Jinki." Key sighed, grabbing his chin so he wouldn't look at him.

"I still don't understand why you're trying to convince me he's a genius."

"I'm just--" the blond boy sighed. "Fine, whatever, I hate you." the skinny man said, huffing into his seat.

"Kibum," Jinki shifted uncomfortably. "Can we go home now? I'm really uncomfortable here, why did you have to drag me along into this

stupid get together, all they do is smoke pot and drink, Kibum, I wanna go home." he complained, shifting onto one of the stupid 

makeshift chairs they had laying around. 

"My god, I really hate you, I hope you end up dead." Kibum groaned, getting up from his chair and walking away. "His name's Jonghyun

by the way."

"Kibum, I don't care about his name, I don't care, can we just go home, please." Jinki murmured, trailing behind him.

"I seriously hate you, why are you my friend, you couldn't even wait until i got high to whine?" he huffed. "God, you owe me, you owe

me so ing bad, I swear Lee Jinki."

"Yes master, as you wish, master" Jinki joked dully, smelling weed as he walked away, crinkling his nose in disgust.

"Jesus, you really owe me," Kibum stomped his feet, unwilling to walk any quicker into his car. "Seriously Jink just three puffs, that's all I

need."

"Kibum, no, I swear, just take me home and you can come back and smoke all the pot you want," he tried to convince him, but the

other  wouldn't budge. 

"You can stay here, I'll just take a few minutes," and he was walking away, leaving an uncomfortable Jinki alone and cold as the

older man just stood there, rubbing his palms together as he tried to keep warm. Who the hell does a get together in the middle of a

forest?

"Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?" he heard someone say and Jinki looked around quickly.

"What?" he croaked, turning around to see the man with the white hair, he was holding himself up by a tree, his hair obscuring his

eyes.

"Love is a smoke and is made with the fume of sighs."

"What the hell-- are you drunk?"

The man heaved himself upright, walking slowly towards Jinki. "I would not wish any companion in the world but you," Jonghyun slurred,

pressing his fingers against Jinki's lips, sliding them down clumsily onto his chin. "Kiss me, Kate, we shall be married o’Sunday!"

"What the is wrong with you?" Jinki screamed, shoving the man away from him, watching as he stumbled onto the floor, his hands

breaking his fall.

"To me she's married," he continued to say. "not unto my clothes."

"You're seriously insane," he yelled. "don't get any ing closer you freak." Jinki said loudly, beginning to walk away, his eyes still

on the man who was struggling to get up.

"I humbly do beseech of your pardon, for too much loving you." 

and that's when Jinki broke out into a sprint, breathing hard as he shoved all the branches out of his way. Normally he would have

found that funny, a drunk guy talking nonsense, Ha Ha, but no, this was a drunk and high man quoting Shakespeare in the middle of a

dark forest with nobody around and right then and there, that was terrifying. 

It was terrifying and Jinki just wanted to get home and go to sleep.

Yeah, sleep, that's what he wanted to do.