You watch Leon from across the room as he leans over the counter, shuffling through some papers and mail. He’s not very given to expression anyway, but he’s been even more quiet and serious since he came back from his last mission. He gives you short answers, and even though you expected the frequent naps and the exhaustion, you didn’t really expect him to be so withdrawn. It makes your chest ache. You don’t think he’s been sleeping well at nights either.

You set down what you’re doing and cross the room. You take the papers out of his hands and press gently on his shoulder to make him stand up straight. He looks confused as you wrap your arms around his torso and snuggle against his chest, his arms frozen in front of him.

“What are you-“ He tries to push you away at first, but you don’t budge.