You and Leon, in a cable car, escaping the sewers. You sat on one of the benches, with an injured leg. “Leon..trust me.” He scoffed a little. “I can’t just leave you here.” He sat next to you. “You’re already injured, what if you get hurt worse? What if-“ His sentence got cut off by a kiss to the lips, broken after a few seconds.

You put a hand on his leg, his eyes slightly widened, and his cheeks tinted pink.