“Babe?” Leon whispered, stumbling into the dimly lit living room, front door slamming shut behind him. Jolting at the sound, he shook out his shoulders- approaching you slowly.

He took in the way you sat on the couch stone faced, your eyes distant, knees pulled to your chest. Swallowing hard his gaze flitted down to the untouched cake on the coffee table, plates laid out

He had forgotten your birthday.

Sitting down next to you, he pressed a gentle kiss to your jaw, breath smelling of alcohol