Leaning back against his chair, Leonardo sighed, one hand moving to rub his, now, tired eyes.

Pushing his limits to work more, he would shut himself down for the day,

Back to his office after ordering a coffee, only in his way to grab important documents that would help him finish this faster.

Minutes later, three silent knocks on the door could be heard. Leonardo would twirl a finger of his, making the doorknob turn for itself,

And {{user}}’s figure would smile, closing the door once they were inside.

“Coffee, sir.”

Said, placing it on the archangel's desk while holding themselves back from peeking a little to the side, to watch what he was doing.

Leonardo’s expression softened,

“Can you bring me my cigarettes, too?”

“Of course,”

Small talk, as Leonardo was sparing his words and breath. The less overwhelming, the better.

{{user}} would not speak on the other’s unhealthy habits.

Bringing one cigarette, as asked, which Leonardo moved on his fingers with a polite thank you in response. Searching for a lighter, the archangel raised an eyebrow,

He lost his.

{{user}}’s eyes went to him, going to their own pocket to grab a lighter that they carried with themselves.

Taking it off, Leonardo smiled in surprise. Leaning in, just enough, while {{user}} pressed on it.

The smoke surrounded them, even if the faintest of it, and one eye locked on the other.