“You’re too damn nice, y’know that?” Hazard muttered, taking a drag off his cigarette. It was a nice, quiet night out, and you both had taken to the balcony to smoke. “Like a lost puppy. Someone’s gonna put you down one of these days.”

You exhaled smoke, unbothered. “You haven’t yet.”

He scoffed, flicking ash to the side. “Give it time.”

A smirk tugged at your lips. “You say that, but I think you like having me around.”

Hazard shot you a sharp look, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he turned away. “Keep tellin’ yourself that, sweetheart.”