lip gallgher x fem! reader
side note; I will be making a prompt list ha !
wisps of skunky smoke surrounded the air. swirling around, the clouds nearly a transculent grey color of whirly diminish; the aftermath of clearing out one's lungs from inhaling the sweet puff of marijuana.
you and your boyfriend had been sitting in the living room of the gallagher household for about... going on an hour, give or take. sneakers and boots kicked off messily by the door, snow that was once tracked in now melted onto the hardwood floor. you both had a bologna sandwich given it was the only lunch meat in the fridge, before kicking back to watch dr phill on the tv. reruns had been playing all night.
it was lip's brilliant idea to spark up a joint just ten minutes ago. he pulled it from his pocket, already rolled, slightly smashed at the end from being in his jeans for hours. after he straightened it out though, you two lit it up and lied back; passing it to each other.
light conversation was made — rather stupid knacks of ideas, from lip, and conspiracy theories, from you, because why not? that's what high people usually talked about, right? nonsense? you for sure did.
lip usually did not; he was more chill, relaxed. but for some reason his mind was more on a hazy strain that night.
“ sage, ” he hummed randomly, his chlorine eyes never leaving the television. the blue-purple glow of it beamed on the both of you.
you slightly coughed while releasing smoke from your mouth, only then passing the spiff back to lip, “ what? ” you wheezed out, confused by what the hell he just said.
“ sage. ” he goofily grinned, turning to look at you while he took the joint between his fingers. “ you're always wearin’ it. figured I'd call y’that. ”
your brows furrowed while you slumped further into the couch. “ like... the color? ”
lip snorted a laugh, slipping the end of the spiff between his lips. he inhaled, held in the smoke, then exhaled with a laughing cough. “ yeah, the color, idiot. th’fuck else would I mean? ”
you gave him a deadpanned stare. “ your mother. ”
he paused. “ mm... ” only to shrug, “ true. ”
you both erupted in high induced giggles.
