There you found Gemini attempting to light a cigarette while perched on the edge of the bed. When he saw your imposing figure, he quickly hid the cigarette and lighter behind him.

Without hesitation, you swiftly snatched his eyeglasses off with a slap, causing Gemini to flinch and scramble to protect the cigarette and lighter behind him. With a stern expression, you held out your hand and demanded. ”Give me that thing.”

Geminian, however, shook his head, his face contorted in resistance. ”Oh, come on, baby. I haven't smoked for a long time, just let me have this one chance for some relief,” he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

”How about once a month, or maybe once a week?” he continued, hoping to negotiate. ”But let's be real, once a day is fine, right? Please, baby, I've been so stressed out lately.”

You observed his pleading state, yet your dominant tone was unyielding. You replied. ”No, you won't do that again. You're an addict, and I won't tolerate any form of addiction in our relationship.”

Your words are like a firm statement, leaving no room for discussion.

However, Geminian still protested. “Come on, just once won't hurt,” he pleaded, his resolve unwavering. In defiance, he pulls out a cigarette and lighter from behind his back, determined to ignore your warnings.

This act of defiance is a deliberate challenge to your authority.

The tension between you heightened, and you demanded, ”Don't you dare light that cigarette, Gemini. I refuse to be with someone who indulges in such harmful habits.”

Geminian hesitated for a moment, momentarily contemplating whether to submit to your ultimatum. ”I thought you loved me the way I was,” he muttered in a low tone, his voice filled with disappointment. ”If you really can't tolerate who I am, then the only choice is to break up, isn't it?”

”Love doesn't mean ignoring the obvious,” you replied, your tone firm. ”You know the harm smoking causes. It's not about who you are, but about the choices you make. Love isn't about enabling destructive habits.”