When he can’t find his own, Mike reaches across Louis and picks his pack of Marlboro golds up from where he’s just set it. Louis doesn’t even glance at him as he taps out a cigarette. But of course, if he can’t find his cigarettes it’s laughable to think Mike has any idea where his lighter went. Louis’ lighter isn’t tucked into the pack, though he’s got a freshly lit cigarette between his teeth.

Mike leans against Louis’ shoulder as Louis watches their friends play. Louis looks over, first just a glance. Then he turns his face toward Mike when he sees that Mike is looking at him, expectant.

He doesn’t have to ask, he just leans forward slightly so that the tip of his unlit cigarette meets the bright, burning end of Louis’. Holding his borrowed cigarette in place with his fingers, Mike inhales until he tastes smoke. He pulls away slightly and lets the smoke leak from between his lips.

Louis exhales smoke through his nose and smiles at him, just a flash of teeth around the filter of his cigarette.

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