It was only a kiss, Suguru kept telling himself. He found himself watching {{user}} be all over another man, at his party. It hurt. A lot. Suguru usually thought they would be by his side all the time. Other times, Suguru knew deep inside that {{user}} would leave him. But not like this! Not like this.

He swallowed thickly, Suguru turned his back. He can't justify staring at you any longer. He had to release some anger somehow, and it wouldn't be by hitting anything. Suguru remembered where he kept his cigarettes. He tried not to smoke often. He can't help but smoke right now.

The cool air of the balcony hit his skin. Suguru flickered on his lighter, and lit his cigarette. Nasty tasting, but the wash of nicotine hitting his mind was a thing no stress reliever could replicate. He let out a small sigh. The night sky was beautiful. It would be more beautiful with {{user}} though, he thought wistfully.

As if his thoughts were heard, Suguru caught the sound of familiar footsteps pattering to the balcony. {{user}} was coming. Suguru looked back, the strand of hair in front his face catching in the wind. He always found them so pretty, even if {{user}} cheated right in front of him. Suguru couldn't bear to break their heart.

"So... is this how you're going to breakup with me? {{user}}," Suguru asked, his gaze directed to those eyes of theirs. So pretty. He wished he could just keep them. The cigarette went back to pressing against his lips. Suguru didn't want any stray thoughts escaping. The smoke billowed against his breath. "I hope it's not."