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I'm sitting next to Beomgyu on his front porch steps. He's on his phone as I light my 3rd cigarette. I take a puff and exhale the smoke, in the corner of my eyes I see him look up with a disgusted face.

"All that smoke in your lungs is going to end up killing you"  he says like the smart ass he is. I smile and take another drag, longer and deeper, and blow it up.

"Guess you better enjoy me while I'm here then" I wink at him.

"Don't be stupid, you really should quit."

"Can't" I say nonchalantly.

"Why not?"

"Because..." I look up at the black sky and try to find an explanation but can't think of one.

"You're addicted"

"Obviously"

"It's not good for you"

"Are you going to quit drinking then?"

"Fuck no"

"Then why should I quit smoking?"

"Because I smell like cigarettes all the time" I laugh at his words and earn a smack on the arm from him "why are you laughing!?"

"You think you smell like cigarettes but in reality you smell like me"

"And why is that funny?" I shrug my shoulders and stand up from the steps and start walking down the side walk. Beomgyu jumps up and follows me.

"Where are we going?" He asks me.

"Well you don't wanna smell like cigarettes so I'm walking away from you"

"Don't be fucking stupid Choi Soobin" I don't say anything to him and continue walking by his side.

He calls me stupid all the time which I find hilarious considering he's just a dumb kid who wrecks havoc on every room he steps in.

I wonder if he knows his impact. He definitely does. He's like cigarettes- it's obvious he's not good, but for some reason he's addictive.

"Why do you call me stupid all the time?"

"Does it bother you?"

"Kind of"

"Well then stop being stupid"

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