Nicotine (klance)

Keith had a special relationship with cigarettes.
His rich past seemed super edgy to the uneducated eye. And eventually, after a particularly bad fight between his adoptive parents, cigarettes seemed to be the only thing that could fill that ever growing void.
His father would've been so proud.

But as time went by, things got worse.
When the stress of his work and the growing guilt of taking care of his mother relentlessly continued, it seemed as if nothing could fix his definition of happiness.

Not until Keith heard one specific boy play one specific song while on a business trip...

(It's not as angsty as it sounds I promise)
(I'm throwing in a lot of comedy and weird references and I'd like to think this fic is pretty gay)
(So don't worry)