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The blond arched his brow as he tried to imagine what the bassist could do to him. He placed a hand over his throat and looked terrified into his Hryung's eyes. "Noona wouldn't do that!" He said in a scared--but playful of course-- tone. "That's mean! No Beyond mean! That's cruel!" He gave a dramatic sigh and wiped the sweat off his fore head with his hand. He laughed hard hearing Anah's come back. Maybe he laughed a little too hard, somewhere on his rib area started to ache. he sighed calming himself, placing a hand on the pain to calm it down.

His attention was pulled away from t e group when he saw Connor stand up. His eyes winded a bit. Never in his life would he imagine the raven haired boy would get off his butt to do something for Caleb. Normally he would just grunt or ignore his request, he was very surprised to see him walk all the way to the pack in Anah's pocket then back to where he was. He smiled catching the lighter and the stick in one hand.

Caleb stared down at the stick as if it's been years since he held one in his hands. He studied the cigarette like it was something from another universe. He brought it to his nose and allowed himself to take a small sniff of the white covering. Oh how long has he waited and resisted. It's been such a long time since he smoked one. One wouldn't hurt, he promised himself he wouldn't beg for another one. He pulled the lighter from his other hand and it to life, lighting the stick.

He placed it between his lips and took a long good drag. A soft moan of pleasure escaped his lips as he allowed the smoke to escape his mouth. His head leaned back on the chair as he looked up at the ceiling. He watched the smoke fly up and vanish into thin air. A small smirk grew on his face as he looked at the other blond. "Hyung," He called out to him. "I swear this will be the last time I will ever smoke. Never again!" he promised taking another drag. "If I do break that promise, please kick me between the legs."