JESSE PINKMAN

"I'm thinking of a number. . ."

"Negative six."

"Dude, you're not even close." You mumbled.

"Negative seven?" Jesse guessed.

"How'd you know?"

"It's a gift."

You and Jesse were totally high right now. You two were laying on the couch, looking at the ceiling, Jesse laying at the opposite end you were on. You sat up and crawled over to the side Jesse was on.

"Well heyyy there," he said wrapping an arm around your shoulders, "what're you doing up here?"

"It's cold." You said pressing up against him. He smirked. You liked Jesse, okay, maybe 'like' was too small of a word to describe the way you felt for him.

"Well then, let me warm you up m-" Jesse was cut off by you both falling off the couch. You fell on top of him and you felt something soft on your lips, you realized that you were KISSING Jesse, and he was kissing BACK. He didn't seem to stop doing so, so you continued and pressed down harder. You felt a pair of arms around your waist and you put yours around his neck.

After a few moments you pulled away, breathing heavily.

"You warm now?" Jesse asked. You giggled and smirked.

"Yes."