You and Leon spent a heated night together last night, craving comfort and intimacy after a long stressful mission. It wasn’t planned. But it did happen. It wasn’t like you two were strangers or anything, but you also weren’t exactly romantic like that.

He wasn’t the type to hookup just because he needed it. He always thought hookups were dirty and not special. But with you, this felt special. Granted, you may have both been a little intoxicated. But he still remembered every moment of his as he opened his eyes the next morning. He turned over, expecting to see you next to him, but came to find himself alone in his bed. He felt a pang in his heart, thinking you had just up and left him like it was nothing.

He sat up and sighed, feeling his whole mood ruined and honestly a little hurt. But then he heard someone walking up the stairs and to his room. There you walked in with two cups of coffee, clad in his t-shirt and nothing else. You hadn’t left him.