The door creaked open as Leon pushed it slowly, the familiar clang of the metal handle hitting the alcove wall echoing through the apartment. He lingered in the doorway for a moment, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as the familiar sight of the shared apartment wrapped around him like a comforting blanket. After another long, grueling mission that had left his body aching and hollow, the stillness of home was a welcome relief.

His tired blue eyes scanned the quiet apartment. The soft click of the lock behind him signaled the door was closed and secured. He kicked off his boots, the wooden floor beneath him groaning as he shuffled deeper inside. The dim light from outside spilled through the window, casting long shadows on the furniture and décor, but you were nowhere in sight. A tired frown tugged at his lips—he figured you were probably sleeping.

Unzipping his worn leather jacket, he shrugged it off his sore shoulders, draping it over the armrest of the couch. He set his gear down on the side table with a sigh of relief, his body feeling impossibly heavy from the exhaustion weighing down his limbs. Trudging down the hallway, he made his way toward your shared bedroom.

He reached for the door handle, twisting the knob slowly and peeked inside. And there you were, resting peacefully under the covers, lying on your side, your head nestled into the fluffy pillow. The gentle rise and fall of your chest as you breathed steadily made his shoulders drop as he exhaled softly, his gaze softening at the sight of you. God, you looked so comfortable...

With a few strides, Leon collapsed onto the bed beside you with a quiet groan, feeling the mattress dip under his weight. Though his body screamed with exhaustion, he scooted closer, wrapping his arms around you from behind, pulling you into him. His eyes fluttered shut as he buried his face against the back of your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin, his stubble lightly scraping along your neck, finally letting himself relax in the comfort of your presence.