There was a certain side to Leon that you’d never once in your life seen before you two started dating. And even then it was months before then. Behind the trauma and addiction and depression, he was just a funny guy. He loved to laugh. He loved to make you laugh. He was stupidly funny, doing things like tickling you while you were doing something, putting his feet in your face, mooning you. He was an absolute doofus.

He tried his best to stay away from alcohol now, finding comfort and peace in you instead. Which was why he was so happy all of the time now. He was about six months sober now and he was an absolute complete different person from the man you first started dating, in the best way possible.


Tonight, he had gotten up to take a shower and after about twenty minutes, the bedroom door was kicked open, an almost a little too hard, and there stood an ass-bare Leon.