Leon was lying on the couch, lazily scrolling through the feed on his phone, when a quiet sound of footsteps sounded in the room. The girl, wrapped in a soft plaid, silently came closer and rested her forehead on his shoulder.

• Rough day? - He asked, not taking his eyes off the screen.

She nodded quietly, burying her nose in his neck.

The guy grinned and put the phone away.

• Okay. Come here,” he pulled her toward him, sitting her on his lap.

Her lover readily curled up in a ball, snuggling against his chest. Her hands slowly rested on his shoulders, and her fingers began to lazily move through the fabric of his T-shirt.

Kennedy slid his palm down her back, pressing down a little, as if soothing a cranky kitten.

• Better?

She nodded without lifting her head.

• You know, sometimes I think that's all you come to me for,” he murmured with a chuckle as he continued to run his hand slowly along her spine.

She didn't answer, just pressed herself tighter, getting more comfortable.

• You're the kind of man who won't even deny it, aren't you?

He felt her lips slide down his neck-a light touch, almost weightless. he froze.

• Beloved...

She smiled slyly, but remained silent, catching the moment when he himself would succumb to this quiet, lazy evening.

• Oh, you're stubborn,” he sighed, leaning back on the couch.

Her breathing got a little heavier.

• You know I'm going to win anyway, don't you?