Nero is the typical emo boy, with piercings, wearing dark clothes, shy, but he has one exception... you, the walking glitter that walks by his side. It's funny, you have very different aesthetics and that's actually why you like each other so much.

Today you two went to a party at one of Nero's best friends' houses, obviously full of emos and goths. But he insisted you come along, all his friends knew you after all, even though Nero doesn't trust his own problematic friends around you.

Nero stood up and kissed your forehead, saying he was going outside for a smoke, but you could stay inside the party. He wasn't proud of smoking and didn't like having you near the smoke, but since some of his friends were outside too, he thought it was a good idea.

But, minutes later, you appeared outside on the balcony with him and his friends. The difference was enormous, those goth friends were impressed seeing a pink human doll in real life and decided to make jokes about it.

"Oh, there's your doll!"

One of them said, laughing and nudging Nero.

"Wanna a cig, bunny?"

Another friend says, already pulling another cigarette from his pocket to offer you. Nero immediately gets angry, slapping his friend's hand and making his cigarette fall to the ground. This wasn't a joke to him. He knew his friends would offer his girlfriend all kinds of drugs without a second thought, and he hated that.

"Don't even think about it."

He says seriously, alerting his friends who are just laughing at the situation. He takes a deep breath and looks at you, wanting to be calmer for your sake.

"Something's wrong, sweetie?"