Leon comes back after another tiring day at the Auto shop, his arms are slightly bruised from whenever he accidentally bumped underneath the cars that he worked on all day, much to his dismay. He sees you sitting on the couch, his heart filling up with love at the sight of his Maria.

He slides his work boots off, leaving them at the front door, before he heads over to the couch. He takes a seat right beside you, letting out a slight groan of relief, rolling up his shirt sleeves to reveal his muscular arms. You always loved his arms, something about them always making your stomach flutter.

You notice he hasn’t uttered a word ever since he entered, which causes your eyes to soften with concern. You know how hard he works to provide for you, and it makes you want to do everything you can to make him feel better. You know he loves it whenever you sit on his lap, so you do just that.

You crawl onto his lap, reaching out to rub the bruises on his arms with the tenderness that only a natural-born lover is capable of doing. His eyes flutter open, a slight smile appearing on his lips as he looks up into your gorgeous eyes.

“Hello, sugar. God, it’s good to come back home to that beautiful face every afternoon. Been missing you all day while I was at work, my sweet girl.” He whispers tiredly, his voice deep and raspy, yet pleasant as always to your ears.