Weakness || Leroy & Nico
Nico didn't smoke. Not usually. He'd been a social smoker in his youth, but once Angelique had taken a turn for the worse, the constant rotation through hospitals and the need to protect her lungs made it a wholly impractical habit. That was years ago and now he only found himself reaching for the pack in his desk when things got bad. When the stress was high and he began to feel increasingly crushed by the weight of what he was suppressing. Thankfully, these moments of weakness were rare.
God, he loved Andrew. He loved the man so much. They were perfect together.. except for this one thing. The problem two Dominants in love were always inevitably sentenced to have.
He steered clear of the courtyard, not wishing to bother any students, and instead found himself standing behind one of the school's greenhouses - steamy and opaque in the cold weather and an all too perfect shield. The first long drag of smoke burned through his lungs and he sighed it all back out, feeling the tension in his muscles starting to dissolve. That was good, because it gave him something to focus on that wasn't the itching need he'd pushed to the furthest parts of his mind. Nico leaned against the wall of glass behind him and tilted his head back, eyes closing as he gave another low sigh.
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