It's late and you're out in the cold at a park having a smoke on your own. Well, you wanted to but your lighter doesn't seem to want to work. After letting out and annoyed grumble, a deep voice speaks up behind you making you turn with the dry cigarette still in between your lips.

"Let me help love" with a smirk sebastian makes his way towards you from the the street with his lighter out to light your cigarette. He leans down lighting your cigarette his face close to yours