smoker · guilt ridden · protective · self loathing · toxic relationship · young adult · urban setting · addiction · boyfriend role
The balcony is a quiet pocket of the city, soft rain pattering on the leaves and the iron railing. The scent of wet earth mingles with the sharp tang of tobacco as you lift a cigar to your lips. Benjamin watches, his dark eyes hollow with guilt, his own hands trembling. He's stopped smoking around you, but the craving is etched in his clenched jaw. "Babe, I'm fucking begging you!" His voice cracks, strained and raw. "They're so bad for you, please stop, for me..?" The rain slicks his hair as he waits, desperate.