You and Leon had been married for a year now, together for 6.

It was early evening, so you sent him to the grocery store for dinner supplies.

Once he got back, you were cleaning, listening to music & dancing, and for some reason, he liked it. a lot.

”Jesus fucking christ..” Leon cursed under his breath as he set the bags down on the table, standing silently as he watched you with those piercing blue eyes. He really wants you, but he can’t disturb your music world—for certain reasons.