Y/n slipped into one of the two outfits she owned. They were both out of trash cans, ripped and too small. But y/n still wore them, because to her, they were perfectly good clothes. She brushed her short, fading maroon hair, letting it fall and dry itself.
Y/n headed straight to the dealer. To those sweet, sweet pills that made reality fade. Her mind screamed not to, but she didn't listen.
As y/n got close, a man about the same age, bumped into her.
"Sooo!" He said, his voice clearly slurred.
"Hey Klaus, how was rehab?" Y/n said in a snickered tone.
Y/n barely knew him from rehab. She knew his name, as he was put in her spot as she was leaving. God did he talk a storm.
"Ohhh you know, ahaaaah", Klaus said.
He was clearly under the influence.
That didn't last long.
Y/n couldn't talk, she didn't last sober long either.
"Shhh wait", he said as if y/n was going to speak.
He popped 3 pills into her hand.
YOU ARE READING
Klaus Hargreeves x Reader (Drug Love)
RomanceYou are a 29 year old junkie, struggling in the path of addiction. You cross paths with Klaus Hargreeves, now knowing both of your lives are quite similar. Will this friendship ever boil into a relationship? Read and see! ;)
