"you're not like the rest." seungmin says, "you're..different. I like it."
hyunjin scoffs, "so? everyone's different in their own ways, why am I the special one."
seungmin shrugs, "maybe it's because you're a smoker."
hyunjin raises a brow. he's still confused about his words, "what about me being a smoker? do you hate smokers or something, cause I can leave."
"I do hate smokers." seungmin admits, "but you aren't mean or rage at me. maybe..your bluntness can count as mean but still!"
"you obviously don't have a stable counter argument for this. if you hate smokers, I just said I can leave."
"I hate smokers, but I don't hate you."
"but I am a smoker. you're still not making sense."
"I dislike the smoker part of you. I like when you don't have a box of cigarettes in your hand and a lighter clutched in your palm as if it's some stress ball. so please, don't leave." seungmin finally says, "it would hurt to see my new friend go so soon."
"are you implying that I'll die at an earlier age or me literally leaving you?"
seungmin lets out a chuckle, "both. imagine me waiting here for you one morning, then it turns into two. it goes on for weeks and the news finally broadcasts that a teenage boy dies from smoking. then I'll know it's over for us."
"you're odd. why care so much for me?"
"because, you're special. remember?"
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BREATHING | seungjin
Fanfictionhe smokes cigarettes to get rid of the stress and loneliness. but once he met him, he had to quit.
