take my breath away
Description
Chanyeol smokes to cope with the stresses of life, including-but-not-limited-to his crush on a new freshman.
Foreword
"Smoking is bad for your chest."
He blinks and looks to his left. The boy's drying his hands with a brown paper towel. "What?"
"I said smoking is bad for your chest. You're just killing yourself."
Chanyeol shakes his hands, sending drips of water over the counter and onto the wide mirror. Drops snake down to the graying caulk. "Gotta die sometime, right? Why wait?"
The boy shrugs. "True enough." He drops the crumpled towel into the waste basket. "Doesn't mean everyone thinks that way and wants to die with you." There's bitterness under his tone, and it sticks in Chanyeol's ribs.ย
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