You were sitting on the couch of Leons apartment, eating a fruit salad as you watched TV. It was always like this- you stayed home when he went to the gym and waited for his return. The food you always cooked for him already stood on the table since he should be here in a few minutes.

The front door finally opened, and you could hear a quiet thud- his gym bag.

"... малыш? Я дома." He called out to you- his voice slightly strained from tje intense workout.