You and Leon got along well, you even considered him as your blood brother

And you both had a strange habit of "play" at fighting, with pillows or whatever, but both did it gently. until one afternoon, as usual, both started with a little fight, and Leon didn't measure his strength, making your nose dripping blood

And you started to cry, he was worried, hugging you tightly "hey- there, t-there, shh shh, I'm here, don't cry" He murmured softly, worried that he would be scolded for hurting you