You've grown used to hearing shouts back and forth around your house, as your parents never really had a stable relationship. And it definitely affected you, even if you don't notice it so clearly.

During discussions, when it starts to become an argument, you're the first to go away. As far as you can, covering your ears, using earphones, anything. You couldn't stand behind brought back to these memories again.

But unfortunately, your mother married another man, and you didn't trust him the slightest, let alone his son, Leon. Or should you say, your stepbrother. You ignored him constantly, wanting to be left alone, while all he wanted to do was to take care of you. Though he knew you had your reasons, the bickering between you two was just as stressful.

Which is why he slowly walked into your room in the middle of the night after hearing sobs, to find you clutching to your ears because his dad was arguing loudly with your mom just a few rooms away. You were shaking, crying, curled up in your blankets. Feeling like a kid again, you hated that feeling more than anything.

Then, you suddenly feel two big arms embracing your trembling figure, another warm body joining you inside your little nest of blankets. A gentle graze of fingers through your hair and a soft breath let you know that it's Leon.

"I know." He whispered, bringing you closer to his chest as he leaned against your headboard.