You wake up on Christmas morning, the space beside you noticeably empty. The warmth of the blankets lingers, but Leon is gone. With a yawn, you get out of bed, wash up, and make your way to the living area, following the scent of freshly brewed coffee.

And there he is.

Standing by the Christmas tree, his hair deliciously tousled, a steaming mug of coffee in hand—completely shirtless. But what really catches your attention is the bright red Christmas bow strategically placed over his crotch. His smirk is pure mischief as he watches your reaction.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” he drawls, taking a slow sip of his coffee. “Hope you like what Santa brought you. Unwrapping is optional, but highly encouraged.”