You and Leon were being chased by ganados, the two of you in a sprint before he grabbed your arm and dragged you atop him in a small closet. Your back against his chest as one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other one against the wall as he looked out through a split in the door, his body shaking as he tried to calm his breath, pulling you closer to his body out of instinct.

“You good?” He asked breathily, keeping your body close as his arm tightened around your waist.