Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆Cigarette Relapse☆

Cw: relapse into smoking!, arguing

Jake wakes up one night and relapses into smoking and his boyfriend Johnnie finds out!

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Jake was up one night. He looked at his sleeping boyfriend, admiring his beauty. Carefully and quietly he slipped out of boyfriend's arms. Placing his feet on the ground as he got up.

His back target tattoo reflected in the moonlight as he quietly got up from his bed. He tiptoed towards his drawer, and turned his head to make sure Johnnie was still asleep.

Johnnie's face was nuzzled into the pillow, he was sound asleep. He was in a deep sleep, and wouldn't wake up from any noise.

A soft sigh escaped Jake's lips as he grabbed his shirt from the ground. He slipped it over himself and opened the sock drawer. Revealing his pack of cigarettes he's been keeping secretly.

Itching for a crave, - he grabbed the pack and shoved them into his PJ bottoms pocket. Followed by the lighter. Then he started to walk towards his door.

Being his clumsy self however, he stubbed his toe on an object that was on the floor in his room. He winced and clamped his mouth shut.

Johnnie groaned a bit and shifted a bit in his sleep, hearing the sound of something. He slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head up, looking at Jake with half lidded eyes.

Jake looked back at him, a bit panicked."I'm sorry... I didn't mean to wake you up."

Johnnie groaned again and sat up, rubbing his eyes and yawning."Where are you going?"

"Uh, i'll be right back, love." Jake couldn't think of any excuses, so he just walked out of the room. As he walked, his back pocket had a shape of a box inside of it.

Johnnie sat up straight and watched as Jake walked out of the room. He was suspicious of where Jake was going and what he was hiding.

Jake walked downstairs. He slipped his shoes over his bare feet as he walked himself to the backdoor. He slides the door open. Feeling the fresh crisp night air against his skin. He takes his pack out, he hasn't relapsed on cigarettes in so long.

But tonight, ....he blew it.

He lightens up the cigarette, taking a drag. It was a sick nostalgia but one his mind craved.

Johnnie got out of bed and put on his shoes, he went downstairs and went to the backdoor. He saw Jake smoking and walked up to him, his arms crossed.

Jake tensed, noticing his emo boyfriend standing there. He exhaled a cloud of smoke into the air as he looked at Johnnie.

Johnnie looked at Jake with a disappointed look on his face, he knew that Jake was smoking again."You promised me that you wouldn't smoke anymore..."

Jake felt his heart get stabbed with guilt. "I know baby, I'm sorry-" He tried to apologize as he quickly puts the cigarette out in the ashtray.

Johnnie shook his head and walked up to him, grabbing the cigarette pack from his pocket."How many have you smoked tonight?"

"Not that much!" Jake replied. Sweat appeared on his forehead as Johnnie flicked the lid open, half the pack was gone.

Johnnie looked at the half empty pack and then back at Jake, he sighed and closed the pack, placing it on the table next to the ashtray."Not that much? You smoked almost half of the pack already..."

Jake bit the inside of his cheek. "I know, baby. I know... i was-" He tried to make up an excuse but he couldn't. He just decided to shut up.

Johnnie put his hand on Jake's shoulder, looking at him with a mixture of disappointment and concern."You know how bad cigarettes are for you, Jake. You promised me that you would stop, and you're breaking that promise..."