Since that day that Mika joined the first division of the MWPSB as an inspector, Akane thought that she will be preoccupied to think of anything else other than work. She thought that being the inspector training the newbie just like Ginoza did with her before would make her forget about the past eventually.
Every single thing she thought was wrong.
Yes, she always missed the scent, and her senses always craved for it too, but she never thought that there would be this time that smelling the scent of those cigarettes when Shion exhaled was not enough anymore. She never thought of inhaling them directly even once, but now she had to. She did, before her hue could even get cloudy.
"Maybe this is enough."
Akane wasn’t used to inhaling cigarettes. She thought it was uncomfortable, and that was all she could think of as she tapped the stick and watched the ashes fall down to the ashtray.
It wasn’t enough.
She inhaled the stick for one last time because she thought once again that maybe it would intoxicate her if she did, but cigarette sticks can never be disguised as a kiss.
The scent that smelled like home will never be enough. She needed his full lips against hers. She needed Shinya by her side.