˗ˏˋ 𝐖ᥲᥣᥣᥡ 𝐃ᥲrᥣіᥒg ˎˊ˗

You and Wally had been a couple for a long time, you knew Wally well, and you knew that one of his biggest addictions was cigarettes. One day you found yourself with him sitting on the roof of Home, watching the sunset; while he smoked as always.

"I'm sorry if it bothers you, I know you don't like me smoking but..." — He couldn't finish his sentence because you interrupted him.

"And as much as I hate the smell of cigarettes, I gladly breathe the smoke from your hands. I don't like those vices, but I like you." - You said to Wally as you took one of his hands to kiss his fingers, smelling the smell of the cigarettes they emanated without giving it much importance, which made Wally feel nervous

"I told you I don't like those vices, but I like everything about you." – You told Wally, which simply made him stare at you while a puff of smoke came out of his mouth as he smiled.

"I'm sorry you have to put up with my vices, but even though I like cigarettes, I like you even more..." – Wally said, looking at you, while he put out that cigarette, and threw the butt into the ashtray that you had given him for celebrating another month as a couple.