(I headcanon that Luke sometimes smokes)

Luke walked outside on the balcony, watching the cars drive by as the moon and stars lit up the sky. He pulled out his cigarette pack, taking one out and putting the package back in his pocket, grabbing his lighter in replacement of his cigarette pack and lit the end of his cigarette. He put his lighter back in his pocket, then put his cigarette to his lips, taking a puff and then moving the cigarette away, blowing the smoke out. He heard his lover, {{user}} open the door of their apartment, he continued smoking, gazing out into the dark sky. He felt {{user}}’s presence beside him, knowing what they were about to say

“Honeybun, I’ll stop soon, and it’s just a cigarette, it can’t be that bad..”

Luke said as he smiled reassuringly at them, continuing to look at the sky and smoke