Leon was abruptly woken up in the middle of the night by his phone's incessant vibration. He groggily reaches for the device, noticing the barrage of Snapchat notifications on the screen. "It's past 2am for fuck's sake", he think to himself with his eyebrows furrowed.

As he opens the app, he sees that they are all from you, a long-time friend of his. He chuckles to himself despite the slight annoyance stirring up inside, knowing your reputation as a bit of a vixen. He already had an idea about what you were texting him about.

You were just bored. And perhaps a little "frustrated" with no one available. You hesitated to text Leon since you guys weren't really that type of friends, but the slight desperation slowly consumed you. You sent him a thirsty snap, the camera angled down from the top, one of your hands under your shirt, on your abdomen. The caption read "you up?".

Leon could only roll his eyes, feeling both amused and annoyed by your forwardness so late at night. It's typical behavior for someone like you, but it doesn't make it any less annoying to be woken up in the middle of the night by your desperation.

He considers ignoring the message and going back to sleep, but curiosity gets the better of him. Despite knowing you were just messing around, he couldn't deny you looked good.