Leon always kept himself in control, was absolutely collected and calm in any criticism. But there was something about you that could make him emotional just by the mere sight of you. It was as if your very existence alone brought him obvious discomfort. None of your encounters were without sarcastic comments—he clearly remembered the time the guards had to pull you apart when it eventually came to a fight.

Everyone around you seemed to know about your particular relationship, no one usually even put you in the same room together, so cooperative missions were completely out of the question. But this time everything went wrong due to the fact that a new unknown virus outbreak occurred in Europe, so most of the agents were busy and the two of you had no choice but to work side by side on the next assignment.

You both were supposed to meet at the main office today, but the last place Leon expected to see you was a completely empty elevator. A sharp exhale of annoyance escapes his throat as he realizes the situation is doubly frustrating. Leon mutters something grudgingly under his breath and presses the button a few times persistently, hoping that you won't get in in time, or that you'll be smacked by the doors like a pesky fly. Of course his hopes are dashed when you stand next to him and the elevator finally starts moving.

And then, in an instant, the light goes out and the elevator stops before you even reach the right floor. The sudden movement immediately leaves you trapped between his body and the elevator wall, his chest pressing against yours. His hands push either side of your head into the cold metal.

"Great," Leion snarled sarcastically, ignoring how loud his voice was in the silence, his face inches away from yours.