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“I can’t believe you can stand the smell of those things, let alone the taste.”
“Nai, love of my life-“
“Don’t call me that.”
“Pain in my ass-“
“Oh, haha. Really funny Nicholas.” The pale haired man says, arms crossing over his chest in a huff
“Look, point being that you have your ‘weird’ thing you do and I have mine.” Nick says, waving the hand with the lit cigarette in it around like it was nothing. “You don’t see me complaining.”
“Can you not wave a lit cigarette around like it’s nothing?” Nai snaps at him, voicing his thoughts as he narrows his eyes into a sharp glare “And collecting Knives is not ‘weird’. And that’s totally different from smoking!”
“See, this is exactly why you need a cigarette. To calm down that bratty attitude you always have going on.” The raven haired man quips, rolling his eyes as he ashes his cigarette to the side “I feel like you’d enjoy it.”
“And smell utterly disgusting like you do? Yeah, no, I’ll pass.”
“Nai, I know you like the way I smell.” Nicholas says, smirk playing on his lips “You wanna know how I know? Because you like to bury your face into my neck every time I’m-“
“Okay! Okay!” Nai interrupts, throwing his hand sup in front of him to stop the disgusting words that were bound to spill out of the others mouth. “I don’t need you to say that out loud.”
“Prude.” Nicholas teases with a roll of his eyes
“Whore.” The pale blond threw back.
With a wink the other man says, “You know it, baby.”
“Come on, you never thought of trying one?” The raven haired man asked, taking a step closer as he held the butt of the unlit cigarette out to Nai “It makes you feel a little fuzzy and relaxed. Which you definitely need...”
“I will make you sleep on the couch, don’t test me.” Nai snaps, slapping his boyfriend's hand away from his face causing the other mans face to scrunch up in false offense
Nicholas sputters, flailing around for a moment to make sure he doesn’t drop the perfectly good, still lit cigarette in his hold “You wound me, babe.” Nick’s hand come up to grip the shirt over his heart in mock pain.
Dark blue eyes light up with an idea, moving the cigarette to his other hand so it’s furthest away from Nai. He slings his arm over his boyfriend's shoulders. “Come on.” He says, leaning in close to him “Just one taste?”
“Nicholas, I’m not going to put that thing up to my mouth.” Nai protests, crossing his own arms against his chest.
“You won’t have to, baby.”
He doesn’t miss the way Nais face goes red at the pet name, it’s extremely hard too considering just how pale this man is. “Come on..” he coos softly, “Try it, just once, that’s all I ask.” He says. “You won’t have to put the cigarette to your mouth, won’t have to suck through the stick...I don’t think you could handle it. I tend to take the filters out.”
“Nicholas, why are you trying so hard to get me to try your...stupid, smelly, cancer causing sticks?” Nai questions, which was frustratingly met with a shrug from the other.
“I dunno, I just think it’d help loosen that stick up your bottle blond ass-Ow!” The raven haired man shouts, rubbing the shoulder the other man just punched
Nai growls at him, turning away to pout like a child “You are utterly insufferable.” he says, head turned up, lI don’t know why I even like you.”
“Questions you should’ve asked yourself before saying yes to goin’ out with me.” Nicholas argues back as he puts the cigarette in his mouth, hands coming to rest against Nais hips.
“Fine.” Comes as a whisper, but both know it was loud enough to be heard.
“Hm?” The raven haired man hums, looking down at the other man with a smirk on his face. “Could you repeat that?”
“Don’t push your luck”
“Duly noted!” Nick says as he inhales the smoke from the cigarette, watching the burning ash light up Nai’s face before pulling the stick away as his free hand comes up to gently cup at a sharp, pale jaw. Tan thumb rubbing over pink lips before hooking over the bottom one and pulling down. The blond makes a small noise in protest, though his eyes give him away as they flutter closed.
“Inhale as I exhale, okay?” Nicholas mumbles as soft puffs of smoke leaves his mouth, the question earning a nod from Nai. “One ... two ... three ..." he whispers, leaning close enough for their lips to brush against each other exhaling slowly , watching carefully as Nai’s chest rises with his inhale. Nick smiles once he’s done pulling away as his boyfriend exhales, not a lot of smoke is exhaled, but it’s to be expected.
“There we are, good boy.”