your boy bestfriend was a smoker. You just hated it. The smoke? Suffocating.

but most importantly, you didnt want his health to be affected negatively

right now, you both were hanging out at his place.

he was rolling a cigarette between his thumb and index finger, as if deciding whether to smoke or not

"Just try something other than smokeing" you suggested

"Really? Don't you think I've tried?" the sarcasm in his voice made you frown

"Shut up- I'm just trying to look out for you"

he smiled, shaking his head and then he was serious again

"I'll stop, but under one condition"

you raised your eyebrows expectantly, waiting for his answer

"Each time I feel the need to smoke, you kiss me instead"