IMAGINE:
Running into your ex Jeff after years of not seeing or speaking to one another.
“Jeff?” you question. He looks up at you.
“Well damn” he says before blowing out the smoke he had just inhaled from a freshly lit cigarette. “Y/N? My God” he sighs. He puts out the cigarette and embraces you in a tight hug. “You look great” he whispers, his warm breath on your ear sends unexpected shivers down your spine.
This man was trouble for you. You knew you should turn around and leave right now but when he asks you to join him for another cup of coffee, you can’t resist the man standing in front of you. He was your kryptonite.