Leo had been having a bad day.

He hadn’t sleep at all, like always, thanks to his insomnia. He had tried to crack a few jokes during lunch, but none of them landed right. Then he completely messed up the project he was working on in the engine room.

He laid on his bed overthinking everything while staring at the ceiling. He was pretty sure his friends found him annoying, and no one on this ship actually liked him, and if he kept making mistakes down the engine room he wasn’t even gonna be useful. Why couldn’t he just be normal?

He didn’t even looked up when you entered his room, too immerse on his thoughts. Not until he felt you laying down by his side, your usual sweet smile on your face. He couldn’t help but smile back.

Right at that moment, you were the only consistent good thing he had. He had to be happy when you were around.

But you had been dating him enough to notice his fingers tapping on the mattress, he always did that when he was worried.