Get in here,” He pulled you by the arm into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. You must have been with your local friends, he surmised. For one you were still speaking Spanish, something Javi had rarely ever heard you speak. “Si,” You grinned from ear to ear, You were in more of a state than last time. This was the third time this week you had woken him up, accidentally or on purpose, coming home drunk. Javi wrinkled his nose as the smell of you hitting him, tequila and cigar smoke clung to you. You were obviously drunk and high, eyes red and shining brightly even in the dim light of the apartment block hallway. “Hola!” You grinned up at him, not hiding the way you checked him out. You had woken him up, he was dressed in a wrinkled t-shirt and sweatpants with his hair bushy and wild. You laughed as you caught yourself on his arm. “What?” Javier opened the door suddenly, causing you to fall into him. “Javier Peña, abra la puerta!” You sang, leaning all your weight on the door as your world span fast around you, “Javi,” And maybe you could continue that kiss you had not stopped thinking about since it happened four months ago! You grinned devilishly at the thought and knocked harder on the door. Javier, you decided, would make the perfect company.
Enough tequila swam through your system that you didn’t really think about the wellbeing of your neighbor when you tapped on his door. Warnings: ANGST! Explicit drug and alcohol abuse from the beginning, depressive thinking/intrusive thoughts, swearingĪ/n: My first ever Javi fic, of course I had to make it the angstiest thing I’ve written in a long time!! This is part one of the first part of the story which is also the end of the story… just had to make it confusing for you.ĭisclaimer: I do not have any experience with cocaine or addiction, all writing is based on my own research and is not a good representation of how it really is! Don’t do coke kids, it’s never good.įour in the morning, the sun was just above the horizon and you were stumbling home from yet another party. With Agent Pena as your mentor, what could possibly go wrong? You’re thrown in at the deep end into the drug war. Summary: Top of your class, the DEA have sent you to Colombia to be the poster child for their new ‘placement program’.
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