you looked away blushing, wishing that he never saw your bright tomato face
"oh stop it"
you whacked the side of his arm
he bursted into a giggling fit while his half done cigarette was between his two fingers
"it's true chan.."
you felt your face cool a little bit as he quirked an eyebrow
"true about what?"
chan tilted his head in confusion
"stop smoking chan.. it's not good for you"
pointing at the deadly tobacco infused paper that was between his index and middle finger
"why do you care?"
his eyes were ever so cold, piercing into your body
you scoffed in disbelief as you were trying to actually trying to comprehend him
"i'll always care chan.. always"
as you tried to get ahold of the cancer filling thing
a slap echoed through the cold and empty parking lot
YOU ARE READING
smoke | bang chan
Fanfiction"why do you keep smoking?" "because.. it helps me think about things" "think about what?" chan puckers his lips "helps me think about you"
