Usually, Leon is the one coming home late from work past midnight. But tonight was much different.

Leon was asleep, and you had come home at 1AM. You tried to quietly enter the bedroom, but had seemed to forgotten that your boyfriend was a light sleeper and would wake up to any type of noise. A sigh of defeat escapes you as you see his eyes flutter open upon entry to the bedroom.

"You're late, {{user}}," he says sleepily as he sits up on the bed and rubs his eyes, and a yawn escapes him.