Chloe awoke and rubbed at her nose. Her eyes were still closed, she reached out to pull Max into a hug, but she wasn't there. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around her room. The cardboard on the window had blocked out some sunlight, but it was still an adjustment for Chloe to open her eyes. The brunette was sitting at her desk, writing in her journal.
'What does she write about in that thing?' Chloe thought sleepily, although she was sure she'd never invade her privacy. Max held an intense look of concentration, scribbling quickly. She was still wearing just a t-shirt and underwear that she'd slept in the night before. Chloe noticed the cigarette tucked behind Max's ear.
'Fuck that's hot. Everything about her is just so hot. Damn girl, you got it bad. Fuck, you're falling for her so fast,' Chloe stared silently in admiration. She watched as Max put down the pen and scanned over the page, mouthing words that Chloe couldn't quite make out, still holding a look of deep concentration. She slammed the book closed, rested her elbows on the desk, threw her head into her hands, gripping her hair tightly and sighed quietly. She sounded upset.
"Max, are you alright?" Chloe was concerned as she sat up in the bed. Max released her head from her hands, wiped at her eyes and turned to her, smiling.
"Hey, sleepyhead, yea, I'm good. Just trying to keep myself busy while you were snoring away," Max rubbed at her forehead.
"I have a headache," she seethed. Chloe patted the bed in front of her.
"Come on," She smiled. Max pushed herself out of the seat and plonked on the bed, back facing Chloe, who cracked her knuckles before pushing her fingers into the mop of brown hair in front of her. Chloe began massaging Max's head and felt her relax a bit as she let out a deep sigh.
"See, I can be pretty useful, you should probably keep me around," Chloe spoke in a low frequency, so not to make her headache worse.
"Mmmm… that feels really good," Max purred, causing Chloe to smirk. She pulled the cigarette from behind Max's ear and put it into her mouth for her. Max smiled as she reached out to the desk to grab the lighter and the ashtray.
"You're surprised that I'm good with my hands?" Chloe joked as she moved them down to Max's neck and continued.
"Hah! No, I imagine that you're very good with your hands!" Max laughed as she flicked the lighter and inhaled softly. Chloe had moved the massage to Max's shoulders; the brunette had held the cigarette back towards Chloe, who leaned in to take a draw.
"Well, I guess we'll have to wait and see about that," She whispered into her ear, causing Max to shudder. Chloe smirked and kissed the back of her neck.
"How's your headache, babe?" she spoke softly, after continuing the massage for a few minutes. Max tilted her neck side to side, making a small cracking sound.
"It's a little better, thank you," Max sounded a little brighter as Chloe pulled her hands away and reached around to take the half cigarette. Chloe leaned back and inhaled.
"Well, I can think of a couple of other ways to fix it," She smirked, Max turned to her, looking puzzled.
"Weed or sex?" Chloe regretted her words instantly as Max blushed.
'Fuck, should've kept quiet. Fuck, why don't I have rewind powers? There's no way Max would get high, and you just spoke to her last night about taking things slow. What is wrong with you?' Chloe screamed at herself internally as she finished the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.
"Chloe," Max sighed, Chloe covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head softly.
"Let's share that joint. Wake and bake, right?" she chirped out. Chloe nearly choked, shocked.
"What? You're joking, right?" Chloe sat back up, staring at Max in disbelief, who had already grabbed the joint from the desk and was holding it towards Chloe, along with the lighter.
"Max, stop for a second," Chloe started seriously.
"What's wrong? You've been acting strange. Like, completely out of character. And usually, it wouldn't bother me, if it were anyone else, but it's you, dude. You're acting a little…. Reckless…" she spoke slowly, searching for the appropriate words, which was hard. Max looked a little broken; she bowed her head, holding her hands in her lap. Chloe rested her hands on the brunette's shoulders.
"Hey, I care about you. Obviously a lot. And while I'd love to get high with you, and I'd love to have sex with you," She picked up her tone a little,
'And a combination of the two would be hella amazeballs!',
"I don't wanna see you go down this self-destructive path. I've been there, still trying to pull myself out," Chloe sighed as she stroked Max's shoulders.
"Just, please, talk to me? I want to be that supportive girlfriend. But I can't do that unless you let me in, Max," Chloe could feel herself starting to blush, she wasn't used to having feelings like this.
'Fuck, it was never like this with Rachel. That was totally one-sided though, maybe that's why. Fuck, don't think about Rachel. Fuck!' Max looked up at Chloe slowly, holding a blank expression.
"Chloe, I'm not ready to talk about all this," She started as her hands gestured wildly around her head.
"It's all a fucking mess right now, I'm still trying to sort it out myself, I wouldn't know how to put it into words,"
'Fuck, she looks so sad. Man, I really want that joint. Chloe, you are a scumbag of a human being,'
"Ugh, Max, have you ever gotten high before?" Chloe sighed out, Max shook her head.
'Maybe it'll help her clear up her thoughts. It usually helps me deal with shit. It's not the healthiest coping mechanism, but what is?' Chloe tried to justify herself.
"Ok, I want that joint. I am going to smoke it. If you want some, you can have some, shot-gun style," Chloe winked towards the end and grabbed the lighter and joint from Max's clammy hands.
"Shot-gun?" Max asked curiously, looking around the room.
"You'll see. Now, I'm gonna set a few rules for you. Ok, not so much rules; guidelines, I guess." Max looked curious, Chloe was starting to get excited about opening her girlfriend up to a new world, plus, she felt she really needed a hit.
"Firstly; the only way to come down, is to sleep. Take a mad nap, and you'll be all good when you wake up," Chloe started, thinking heavily about the most important things the brunette would need to know.
"Uh, should I be taking notes, Professor; will this be on the test?" Max smirked.
"Shut up, I'm trying to help you," Chloe continued,
"I wish someone told me shit my first time… Everyone reacts differently, and it can be different every time. Like, once, I shared a joint with a bunch of strangers, and then, I swear to whatever higher power, I could read minds. It's never happened again, I was probably just trippin', but it was really fucking cool," Chloe giggled as Max shook her head.
"Anyway, horror movies are a bad idea, but we don't have power, so that's not an issue. Same with Rainbow Road on Mario Kart; that shit's trippy enough without influences," Max had held one hand up, looking at Chloe,
"Yes, Max, do you have a question?" Chloe teased.
"Should I eat something first? Like will I get sick on an empty stomach?" she asked.
"Nah, it's nothing like alcohol. Fuck! That reminds me, avoid throwing up; you won't stop, and it's unpleasant. Plus I can't deal with that shit when I'm high. If you get the munchies, we can go find food," Chloe nodded calmly at the brunette and lit up the joint; she held the smoke in her lungs as long as she could and breathed it out upwards.
"Oh yea, Hippie," Chloe whispered, her voice was raspy.
"This ain't like a cigarette; you gotta take it in slowly, keep it in your lungs as long as possible, or it won't work. You ready?" Chloe took in another draw, holding it in before pulling Max's face towards hers slowly. She held her lips close to hers, Max's lips parted slightly and Chloe breathed the smoke slowly into Max's mouth. It didn't take Max too long to catch on and she inhaled gently and held onto it. Chloe took another draw as she watched the grey smoke pour out of her girlfriend's mouth like a calming wave. She was already feeling a warm buzz in her head.
"Here you go, Maxi-Pad," Chloe held the lit joint out, still holding in the smoke.
"We'll play three-ups," she continued as she exhaled, Max blinked rapidly,
"Fuck, Chloe, I don't understand your stoner lingo," Max spoke slowly,
"Oh, is it hitting you already? Ok, I'll take three draws, you take three draws; three-ups," Chloe laughed and explained, watching Max finally take in her first real draw.
"You know what, Chloe," Max started, both girls had been pretty quiet for a while – well, maybe a while. Chloe found it hard to keep track of time in this state of mind. They'd finished the joint and were lying on her bed, on their backs, side by side, just relaxing.
"In that alternate reality, where you were in a wheelchair, I was a stoner. I was friends with Nathan and Victoria was my BFF, and we'd get high in the bathroom at Blackwell. I didn't actually, while I was there, but that's what I gathered. So I guess I have been high before. Fuck, is that weird?" Max spoke rapidly.
"Max, please, no alternate reality – time travel talk, it's trippy," Chloe whined and shook her head softly as Max giggled.
"This, this is the best feeling. Like," Max sighed and trailed off, Chloe just smiled at how relaxed Max sounded.
"Do you wanna do something?" Max had sat up and started tapping her hands on her knees.
"Dude, you're hyper, what do you want to do?" Chloe chuckled.
"I don't know, do you wanna make out with me?" Max beamed, Chloe sat up slowly to face her.
"That is actually a really great idea," Chloe smiled as she pulled Max's face in closer and started kissing her slowly. She could feel Max smiling beneath the kiss. Chloe grabbed onto Max's shirt and pulled her in closer, the brunette gasped away the smile. Chloe's head was spinning, her heart was pounding against her rib cage; Max was her only thought. She slowly pulled up Max's shirt, over her head, exposing her bare torso. Chloe's eyes were still closed, but she let her hands wander over the girl's small frame. She started tracing her fingertips at the waist band of her underwear and stroked her thumbs against the definition of her hips. Max let out a gentle moan and gripped a handful of blue hair. Chloe's hands trailed up Max's soft skin, her fingers seemed to tingle at the touch. She became interrupted at Max's ribs by her own shirt being pulled up; she stopped what she was doing and let the shirt slip over her head. Chloe kept her eyes closed, but she could feel Max's gaze burning into her skin momentarily, Max letting out a quiet sigh, before their lips met again.
'Max is touching your boobs. How does Max know how to touch boobs? Do you know how to touch boobs? Maybe you should touch her boobs. Boobs is a good word. Boobs,' Chloe's thoughts seemed to sing as she pushed her hands against Max's small breasts, they fit into her hands perfectly.
"Max, you have really nice boobs," Chloe broke the kiss, giggling a little, finally opening her eyes and looked her lover up and down. She could feel herself smirking, her gaze fixated onto Max's face. She drank in her soft features.
"Fuck, Max, you're really beautiful. Your lips are so soft and kissable," Chloe sighed out; she could feel herself swooning madly over the brunette.
'Dude, you are so in love with her. You're in love with Max. I'm in love with Max Caulfield. And, well, look at her. Why wouldn't I be?' Chloe grinned at her thoughts; it was much easier to deal with her emotions in this state of mind. She could deal with the heavier parts of this epiphany later. Max shivered.
"Chloe, I'm cold. Can we get under the blankets? Please?" Max's teeth chattered, Chloe nodded and maneuvered them both to lie down under the warm blankets. Max wriggled her way into Chloe's arms and sighed.
"I'm sorry," the brunette grumbled.
"Why? For what?" Chloe asked, puzzled, enjoying the warm feeling of Max's skin against her own.
"I fucked it up. We were getting somewhere there, and I ruined it," Max pouted, Chloe laughed.
"No, this is good. I like the half-naked cuddling," Chloe turned onto her side to face Max and kissed her forehead,
"Besides, our first time, neither of us or going to be under the influence of anything. That's not how I want it to go, ok?" Chloe tucked some of the brown hair behind Max's ear and continued stroking it until she heard Max start to snore.
"You deserve better than that, Max Caulfield. You deserve nothing less than my best efforts, and I'm going to give you everything, wait and see," Chloe whispered out her promise as she closed her eyes and continued running her fingers through Max's hair.