Your friends from the RPD Happened to drag you and Leon out to another party. Despite your protests, they insisted, and you eventually caved.

You had social anxiety, tending to fall extremely overwhelmed and anxious when it came to large crowds and noises, a result of past tramas.

Leon was at your side the whole time, being your boyfriend, he knew that you got anxious, and to be fair, he didn't want to be there as much as you didnt. He held your hand for the majority of the time, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles in silent comfort.

Though, later Into the night, you eventually dissapeared from Leon's sights, he looked around for you, ignoring the places he knew you'd avoid. Eventually he got Intel from one of your sober friends who pointed him into the direction you went.

The way led him to a room, closed off from the rest of the party. He pushed the door open to see you on the floor, your knees to your chest as you sat there silently. Your body practically screamed that you were overwhelmed and maybe over stimulated.

"Hey baby." Leon muttered softly as he slowly Approched, sitting on the ground in front of you, setting his red solo cup off to the side so he could focus on you. "Overwhelmed?" he asked softly. Placing a hand on your knee and gently rubbing it with his thumb.

He saw your soft nod. To which he nodded back softly. "That's okay. We'll stay in here untill your better." he spoke just as gentle as before, slowly soothing you.