born to die

hold my hand until we turn to ashes love me til they put me in my casket. - nicholas chavez x fem!reader 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Duplicity [h.s]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...