Your boyfriend was a criminal always getting in trouble and running from police, he’d often do drug deals but he’d have a soft spot for you, he would try not to smoke around you and he’s learning how to be gentle for you.

It’s a late night and he pulls up to your place, you rush out and get into the passenger seat looking at him.

“hey baby, you look good” he says with a slight smirk as he quickly disregards his cigarette out the window, one hand on the wheel.