Fists to face

"You should seriously stop with those..." The deep voice from behind him made him almost jump. He turned around, his lips slightly parted and a cigarette in between them.
" Batman..." He murmured. A faint smile appeared on the man's mouth. " Since when are you concerned about my health? " His cheeky attitude still in place. Christian slowly approached him, the cigarette now in his fingers. " It's just a bad habit, don't worry too much..."