"stop smoking" he grabbed the cigarette

i was about to light and threw it onto the ground.

but you smoke too, what's your fucking

logic?"

"there's something better than fucking nicotine"

'oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously.

"my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

~~

I exited the club and went to the dark alley where no one dares to walk in or even cast a glance at. I leant against the wall and took out a box of cigarette.

A grin formed on my face as I light it up with my lighter, slowly sucking in the burning sensation and huffing a thick cloud of smoke out.

The club was too noisy tonight for girls like me to sit back and relax with the booze I had in my hand. Sweaty bodies, sweaty hands, sweaty palms rubbing against each other. It aint my thing. But . this beauty I m sucking at right now is the real game.

Slowly, the backdoor opened again and a man came and joined me. I couldn t make out his face because it was dark but from his height and body figure, plus his style which was ripped jeans, tshirt and a leather jacket, I could tell he was in his early twenties.

"Dude, mind if I have one? I seem to run out of cigarettes," His deep voice called out to me as he took a few steps closer. Soon, I was able to make out his face.

Not bad. He's quite good looking.

"Wait, you're not a dude," He frowned.

"So?" I rolled my eyes. People always give me this kind of reaction when they saw me smoke.

"Girls shouldn't smoke," He took a step back.

"Shut up. Do you want or do you not want this shit?" I held out my box of cigarettes, my dark maroon nails standing out when the light from the lamp post shone upon it.

He immediately shut up and took the box away from my hand, took a cigarette out and threw the box back into my hand. "Thanks."

"No problem."

We stood there in silence side by side as we huffed the smoke out and stared at the plain brick in front of us.

"What's your name?" I decided to ask him. He looked at me and paused for a second before he continued.

"Taehyung." I nodded at the mention of it.

"You?"

"Jinni."

Soon, the silence engulfed us again. The loud music blasting from inside the club was the only thing we could hear apart from the occasionally-passing vehicles nearby.

"By the way, Taehyung?"

"Hm?"

"Girls smoke too."

"No, girls don't."

I turned around and frowned at his statement. He should ve known that guys aren t the only ones who can smoke without looking weird or looked down at-

"But bad bitches like you do," He smirked.

I grinned after hearing what he said and we both continued smoking. I think I'm going to like this guy.