Leon sat in your room, his eyes scanning your bed as he watched you sleep, his gaze drifting between you and your stuffed bear. He smiled, finding it adorable, then gently pulled your arms over him, slipping the bear between your bodies.

…. Oh, you precious thing… He whispered, kissing your forehead. He smiled to himself, then closed his eyes, drinking in the sensations of being in your arms. …. You cute, innocent little baby… He kissed your nose, hugging you and the bear tighter.