Cigarettes.

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In need of a stick.

Foreword

2:13 a.m. was what Chaeyoung blurted out to the cold on top of the rooftop. Her brought-down steel wrist watch hung loosely on her. A small packet decorated in black and blue, the brand name in white, showed clearly at the front. Marlboro. 

 

As if on cue, Chaeyoung brought the packet from its resting place, lightly tapping it on her palm, on routine, she took a white stick out and placed it between her cherry plump lips. 

 

Fetching a dollar or two worth lighter from her back pocket, Chaeyoung lit it up with a few puffs here and there. 

 

Inhaling her go-to Marlboro Ice blast cigarette has turned out to be much more of a habit rather than a need. She could go on two or three month worth with just a packet. 

 

Regardless, it was just one of those days Chaeyoung wanted to feel something again. 

 

With that in mind, she could only dwell in the option of hurting herself just so she knows she feels for herself.. or at least, care for her own health. 

 

A light creak of a door could be heard before a pair of sneakers were running up and pushing the last amendment. 

 

“Chaeyoung-ah!” 

 

The blonde twirls around with her cigarette not nearly halfway done yet,

 

“Yes?” she mumbles with her chipmunk eyes wide and adorable. 

 

Chaeyoung’s company found their spot rather quickly, which was none other than right next to the blonde. Throughout the whole process of the shorter being walking up and sitting down, Chaeyoung never once peered her eyes away. 

 

“Yes?” she inquires again. 

 

Her company smiles brightly at her, as if she was teasing her. 

 

“Nothing!” she quirks. 

 

Chaeyoung hums back in return, this was nothing unusual. 

 

Inhaling the current cigarette, she could feel burning sensation down . Knowing, it’s bad to inhale it that way, she couldn’t help it. 

 

Puffing the smoke back up at the sky instead of the usual front. 

 

“Can I have a try?” 

 

“No.” Chaeyoung says and smiles after. 

 

“Okay. That’s no fun.” 

 

“There’s no fun in smoking. You know why I do this.” 

 

A hum was the only thing that came as a reply. 

 

The light breeze during the night made it much chillier than it was an hour ago. Chaeyoung was dressed in an oversized washed out tee and gym shorts. 

 

Her companion was in a huge oversized hoodie, almost seemed like it was eating her up. And probably a pair of shorts, was what Chaeyoung hoped. 

 

On her last smoke, she crushes the small white stick onto the concrete, getting rid of the smoke. Blowing the last steam of smoke away from her company, she moves closer, her hand naturally find the waist. She whiffs a smell of her company’s hair, and a light kiss was given. 

 

“C’mon, Jisoo unnie. It’s getting cold, let’s go inside and we can watch some disney movies.” 

 

“Hmm, can we order chicken?” the shorter amongst the two stood up and held Chaeyoung’s hand. 

 

“We can order whatever you want, my love.” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Does that mean we can order that one set that’s fit for 5 people..”

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Astraea21 #1
Chaesoo melts my heart always.