Leon and you recently got in a fight. You didn't understand why he had to work so many hours, and he didn't understand why you couldn't understand that he didn't really get a say.

He knew you were just frustrated. You just wanted him home for you and your guy's child. It's all you wanted. But he couldn't help but get annoyed when he couldn't get you to understand that he didn't want to work the hours he did.

It was the middle of the night. You two laid on your opposite sides of the bed, his front to your back. You two didn't touch each other.

At some point, he woke up to the door creaking open. He had a second where he freaked out. Was someone breaking in? Was it actually happening? He's gotten threats, but he didn't-

Then he saw your child's little face appear around the corner. They climb on your bed, and that's when you wake up. Your child stands between you both on the bed and shakes you both fully awake.

"There's something under my bed," They seem to be crying quietly, trying not to cry.