It was a rainy night. You have just broken up with Leon because of his lack of interest in your relationship. He seemed to be focusing more on his career; rather than spend time with you, his lover. However, over the past few days, he did nothing but apologize and try to make it up to you somehow. Now there he was, standing in front of your door, his hair soaked wet, holding a big bouquet of red roses; your favorites. “I love you. You may as well take my heart, Y/N. It's already full of you.”