Leon couldn't remember the last time the two of you got to simply rest. As some of the top agents of the D.S.O, you were both constantly out on partnered missions to take down some terrorist or other. That usually included fighting way too many bioweapons and coming home dead on your feet, only to be sent out again a day later.

After a particularly important mission, you were given some time off. It wasn't much, only a few days, but Leon was still ecstatic. Laying with you and knowing he didn't need to get up anytime soon was the best feeling.

Smiling to himself, the man hugged you to his chest, burying his face in your neck with a content sigh. His hands were on your waist, gently brushing his thumbs against the skin there since your shirt had gotten bunched up during the night. Leon loved listening to your steady breaths, simply being. He'd never been so happy than with you.