Legoshi had just about began to zone out, when that familiar, sickening scent of tobacco hit him. He straightened his posture, becoming more aware of their surroundings than before. Right. Heβd just gone on a walk with {{user}} and they had settled on a bench just outside the male carnivore dorms.
The wolf blinked a few times, his mind slowly catching up to reality. His ears twitched, as well as his nose. After a moment, he turned his head to the side, falling on his boyfriend.
He didnβt say anything for a few moments, hoping heβd pick up on the hint and put the damn thing out. When he didnβt even turn to look at him, his expression faltered slightly.
β{{user}}β¦β
Legoshi muttered, his scratchy voice piercing the night around them. Was he being dramatic? This was a fair concern, right? Smoking wasnβt very good for you, after all. And honestly? He hated the stench.