"at least put that fucking cigarette down!", jaemin told his best friend who was currently taking a break from playing. ever since his mom died, jeno picked up the habit of smoking and jaemin didn't like it at all.
"could y'all leave me alone for a second? it's not as if i smoke five per minute.", jeno rolled his eyes thinking about how jaemin and the rest of their group were always telling him to quit smoking.
"i don't even care how many you smoke in two hours! i don't want you to smoke at all and the others don't want you, too!", jaemin yelled at the older, though it was already late evening and they were on the balcony.
"so what if i do? i don't smell bad and i ain't even coughing yet! mind your own damn business.", he wasn't mad at jaemin, he knew that the younger just cared about him and his health. but still jeno wanted him to let him make his own decisions.
"you know what? i've been watching you slowly killing yourself for one and a half year now. i'm done. i'm seriously done. call me when you've decided to quit.", jaemin didn't even wait for any response of jeno and stormed inside to grab his bag and jacket.
all he heard was jeno yelling his name before the front door loudly shut close, then he was off in the dark.
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uhhhh
do i need to write down that in this story is underage smoking? like it doesn't count as mature content, does it? 🤔
