Finn's smirk only grew when Raihn said sure to smoking the last joint with him. "Thank god. If I tried to smoke the rest, I totally would have thrown up." Finn said as he looked away and shuffled to grab the last joint out of the pack. His lit the tip with his lighter and sucked in a lungeful of smoke. "It's best to get rid of everything in one night so there's less of a chance for one of us to really crave more. I don't know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me." Finn said slowly as he blew out the smoke he was holding in his lungs. He then looked over at Raihn again and held out the joint in his hand. Were they going to touch again? Finn wanted it to happen again, but he knew that it was less likely to happen. If Raihn did happen to brush his fingers against Finns when taking the joint, that would have to be on purpose. Finns eyes were locked onto Raihn's face, he wasn't looking nowhere else. He was focused on him and him only. He gave a flirty smirk as his eyes fell down to the male's lips. "You are so fucking hot man." Finn said quietly, it was only when he was halfway through saying it that he realized he was saying it out loud. His brain internally screamed at him, but he kept his composure.

Raihn followed Finn's movements as he fetched the joint from his pack and lit it. His eyes followed his hand as it brought the joint to his lips so he could breathe in a lungful of the stuff. Hearing him talk, he gave a slow and thoughtful nod. "I mean, I think it makes some sense." He said, and honestly, his thoughts were so muddled thanks to the weed and the alcohol that he wasn't sure it made any sense but he wasn't going to go and say that. When Finn finished with his puff of the joint and offered it to him, Raihn's gaze dropped to it for a moment before he reached out to take it. Just as he had when taking the can of beer he made a point of letting his fingers brush against Finn's own, a brief quarter of a second, before he withdrew, taking the joint with him. With his gaze remaining on Finn he brought the joint to his lips and drew in a breath of air, this time the need to cough wasn't so prominent and far more easily warded off. He was about to take another breath in after exhaling only to pause, his brows raising slightly at Finn's words. Again, some part of himself rang warning bells, and again, Raihn made a point of not paying the slightest attention to them. Instead, he found himself smirking and taking another breath of the joint before offering it back to Finn. "Yeah?" He questioned tilting his head slightly as he studied the male before him. "Careful, if you keep talking like that I might start to think you either actually like me, or just want an excuse to get closer." He said with a smirk.

A faint blush grew on Finn's cheek after hearing Raihn's response. How could him simply saying yeah be so attractive? It was the drugs talking, Finn told himself. "What if it were both?" Finn replied, his tone flirty yet soft. He was feeling bold, if he wasn't, he would have simply denied both things Raihn had said. Finn didn't know if he for sure liked Raihn, what he did know was that he was extremely hot. Maybe Finn was only thinking this way because he craved male attention. He had been surrounded by girls for the last couple of months, and although he might have gotten attention from Jinx, he liked boys more. Jinx was just a fuck buddy sometimes, since they all kind of have needs that they'd liked fulfilled sometimes. Of course she was more than that to Finn, but in an intimate/sexual sense, no. Finn never got attached to her or liked her in the way he would a man or someone he was in a relationship with. It was a weird relationship, but Finn loved it. Being caught up in his own thoughts, Finn failed to notice Raihn's fingers brush against his but decided to purposely touch Raihns when taking the joint back. He gazed up into his eyes before looking down at the joint and taking a hit. When he let out the smoke, he smirked a bit, resting his gaze back onto Raihn.

Raihn watched Finn's cheeks redden as a blush claimed them in response to his words. He studied everything he could about him in the seconds that passed before he found himself listening intently to Finn's answer. Both? He straightened a little, watching the fires light flicker across Finn's face and, his jaw tightening a little as he did so. After several moments Raihn leaned back on his hands, gaze steadily fixed on Finn, unreadable. Was he being serious? "Both huh?" His voice was softer now. Not nearly as playful or flirtatious as it had been moments before. There was no teasing lilt this time, just something edged, something real. His green gaze flicked to the joint resting Finn's fingers before dropping to the males lips. There they lingered for several moments before he slowly dragged them up to meet Finn's eyes. "Funny, you never struck the kind of guy who likes to make things complicated." He said before exhaling and shaking his head. "But if you mean it... you'd better be sure." He said, letting his voice drop a little lower. "Because I don't do half measures." He said.
((Sorry if it's short and for any typos. Typed this up on my phone. Lol))

Finn's heart continued to speed up the more Raihn spoke. Finn realized he had done this to himself, but he wanted it, right? Finn was craving male attention, and he was getting it from Raihn, so what was so bad about it? Finn's breathing quickened a bit as he grew nervous. Be strong, he told himself. He couldn't fold this easily, he didn't want to let himself, and he wouldn't let himself. Finn took a deep breath in, sitting up a bit straighter. "Yeah, I'm sure." Finn said quietly but confidently. He wished what he was saying wasn't true, but he soon realized that it was. Even if he was just beginning to like Raihn, it was still admitting to liking him. Finn swallowed, Raihn's voice echoing in his brain. The way his voice seemed to get lower got Finn all hot and bothered. He let out a subconscious smirk, thinking about how hot Raihn truly is. He then subconsciously leaned back on his hands again, mirroring Raihn's movements.

(Its okay mines shorter XD)

Raihn wasn't sure what the hell he was doing, only that he found himself being drawn in, pulled towards Finn by some invisible force. It was the alcohol and the weed, it had to be. No other explanation would convince him that it was anything else. There was absolutely no way that this would be happening if he wasn't as drunk or high as he currently was. His head felt pleasantly heavy, the warmth of the alcohol and the haze of his high making everything slower and a little softer around the edges. When Finn spoke, his gaze dropped to the male's lips, only for a moment but it was long enough to likely be noticed before he looked back up at him. "Is that so." He drawls his voice lower than usual. "I didn't think I'd ever hear you say that." He said. Without really thinking, maybe because of the beer or maybe because Finn looked way too good with the firelight dancing over his skin, he shifted and moved just slightly closer to him. His fingers twitched, almost as though he were about to lift his hand and reach for the joint, but instead, he let his gaze drop to Finn's mouth. "You gonna share that?" He asked, nodding towards the joint though he made a point of letting his green gaze linger on Finn's lips for several seconds longer before he looked up at him.

Finn's eyes were locked onto Raihn's for a moment before falling down to his lips again. He listened intently to what Raihn was saying, mainly because he sounded so damn sexy. This was definitely the drugs talking. Finn caught himself staring entirely too long at Raihn's lips. He almost got zoned out staring at them before he was brought back to reality by Raihn's voice. "Uh, yeah sorry." Finn stuttered, taking a quick hit before passing the half-smoked joint back to Raihn. He blinked slowly, starting to feel a bit tired. He had no clue what time it was, but it was for sure late. He guessed it was around 2 am, but really, he had no clue. Finally, Finn's eyes looked back up at Raihns. His movements were slow, and he felt as if he was moving, but he was staying completely still. That was the weed for sure. "I'm so fucking stoned right now." Finn said slowly, struggling to push the words out. Fuck, he needed to go to bed. He told himself he wouldn't get this fucked, but YOLO.

Raihn could hardly believe he was engaging in this conversation, that he was letting his guard down like this, and that he couldn't care less than he did. Hearing Finn's stuttered response he raised a brow and chuckled faintly, a smirk pulling onto his lips. Letting out a soft sigh he glanced down at the joint that was handed to him but didn't take it immediately, while he'd nodded towards the thing, it wasn't exactly what he wanted. Not when Finn was looking more alluring and desirable to him then than he had before, or perhaps the joint and the beer were helping to let him acknowledge how he really felt. Lifting a hand he moved to take the joint only to hesitate a moment before finally grabbing it from Finn's hold. He let his fingers graze over Finn's own, the act entirely purposeful as he did so. "Me too." He agreed with a soft laugh. "But I'm honestly loving it." He added his tone one of enjoyment and amusement. Letting out a soft sigh he brought the joint to his lips and drew in a deep breath. His gaze rested on Finn, dropping to his lips once more. God, the temptation to lean over and kiss him was beginning to quickly grow.

((Gah, So short!! I'm sorry...))

As the seconds went by, the temptation to kiss Raihn only grew. He wasn't going to be the one to lean in first, and he was going to stand his ground on that. He wanted Raihn to make the first move, for what reason, he didn't know. "For sure, it's not that often we get to do this, which is good, but that's why it's so amazing when we do." Finn replied, speaking his truth. Finns eyes looked at the joint, realizing it was quite literally done. He looked away to the aftermath of all the empty cans and roaches, along with the packaging. He was debating on cleaning up tonight, but he was too stoned to do anything. He'd love to just sleep in Raihn's arms. He shook his head slightly before looking back at Raihn.

(Ah its so short!)

Raihn glanced down at the joint as he finished it up before he sighed softly. Hearing Finn's voice he looked back towards him and listened intently as he replied to his earlier statement. "I get that." He said with a soft laugh, and he really did. Honestly, the fact that it had been so long since he had had something like this that it felt so fucking amazing. Flashing Finn a smile he kept his gaze on him, studying him and taking in the sight of the glow from the fire highlighting his features. God, if only he could take a picture, it was stunning... Finn was stunning. Lifting a hand he ran his fingers through his hair before letting out a soft sigh. "So, beer's not a favorite drink of yours. What kind of drinks do you like?" He asked, attempting to get his mind off just how badly he found himself wanting to kiss Finn.

((No worries. Mine's really short as well. lool))