The next night he had a box of cigarettes sitting next to him, and the white lighter along with it.
There was always this brief moment in the night, where the crickets were the only sound he could hear apart from his own ragged breaths, and where he was too far away from the man for him to see Yuri, but close enough where he could him.
He watched him light a new cigarette with the white lighter he gave him yesterday.
'Bad luck' he thought.
But Yuri was sure that he didn't care.
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cigarettes // yuri on ice
Fanfiction"You know those are going to kill you one day, right?" ♡ ; lower cases are intended // completed ; yuri!!! on ice fanfic
