The sounds of the clock ticking away is all that can be heard in Leon's home, and the gentle tapping of his fingers against his coffee cup. He always does this when he knows his boyfriend is due back from work but is running late, he can't help that nawing worry. The worry that maybe he's running late because he got into an accident, that maybe something has happened, that he didn't make it out of a case.

This time, Leon's more concerned about his boyfriend because lately he's been...distant. Not specifically towards him, but just in general. Like he's there but not really present. Leon's aware he's working some kind of case but he isn't sure what. Everything was originally going fine, they had moved into this nice home in a quiet neighbourhood in Colorado, his boyfriend had gotten the job of lead detective at the police department in town...they had even been talking about possibly adopting a child. But the last few days...something's been off with his boyfriend.

And he doesn't know what.

The sound of the front door opening and closing breaks Leon out of his thoughts as he sees his boyfriend heading into the living room.