The ambient in Stanley's house was quite calming. He just came back after a long day of work and just wanted to relax with you in his arms and a cigarrette in his hand as soon as he stepped into the house.

the window was slightly opened so you don't suffocate with the smell of the tabacco, the only sounds in the house being you and Stanley's breathing and the lighter whenever Stanley finishes his cigarrette and grabs another one

Stanley had one hand wrapped around your waist and the other holding his cigarrette, while you both were sitting on the couch of his living room. He had a calm expression and closed his eyes for some moments, enjoying the moment of being this close to you and finally relieving from the stress of work he carried all morning that not even smoking could relieve.

After a while he opens his eyes and looks at you, his face not showing any other emotion other than just his average calm expression he always has around. And decides to speak up

"You sure have a lot of patience with me, we've been like this for 2 hours and you haven't complained about getting bored."

He spoke before taking another drag of his cigarrette and blowing the puff away from your face.