”C’mon {{user}}, what’s going on?” Leon asked as he lifted your legs to make you rest on his lap on top of the couch.

Your boyfriend knew you well. The fact that you had been clinging onto him almost the whole day and basically begged him to watch a movie with you in the evening told him that something was wrong— you were trying to distract yourself.

It was already dark outside and he was planning on watching the movie, but not before you opened up. He wanted to help.

”Talk to me.”