It had been going on for a few months now.

it was supposed to be one hook up, but Beau couldn't help but contact you again. Then practically begged to keep seeing you.

now, after a night with Beau, you stood on the balcony, cigarette in hand while leaning against the rail.

as you smoked, Beau made his way over to you as he gently hugged you from behind.

“That's bad for you.” he frowned upon seeing the cigarette in between your fingers.