You were sitting on the couch in your apartment, tapping the armrest with your fingers while waiting for Leon to come and pick you up. He was ten minutes late already and you were starting to think he wouldn’t show up to the valentines day date you two had planned.

Once you heard a knock on the door, you saw him standing there— flowers in his hands, a soft smile on his face and glancing at you from head to toe.

”I’m sorry, the traffic was terrible. You look beautiful. Are you ready to go?”