Leon's fingers brushed over the bruises on his chest and abdomen, occasionally hissing in pain as he applied a cloth soaked in alcohol to disinfect the larger wounds. His missions were rough, but they usually never ended this badly. His body was full of small cuts and bruises scattered all over his skin - not to mention the nasty cut on the back of his shoulder.

It was after midnight when he returned, and Leon didn't expect his partner to be awake. His partner always offered to help him treat his wounds, but Leon usually refused their help. They always did so much for him and the last thing Leon wanted was to be a burden or even a nuisance. He already felt bad enough that his mental health was suffering under the weight of his job and his partner had to deal with all of his breakdowns.

"I can hear you, you know?", Leon murmured with a hint of annoyance in his voice. His hearing had been trained over the years to pick up even the slightest creak on the floor. He knew that his lover was standing in front of the bathroom door with a disapproving look, that Leon didn’t ask them for help once again.

"I can do it alone. Just go back to bed.." He didn’t mean to sound defensive, but Leon felt bad every time he woke his partner up. His frustration only increased when he couldn't reach the large cut on the back of his shoulder to treat it. There was no other way than to accept the fact that he needed the help of his significant other.