He was frustrated with not being able to catch the outlaw. Months of searching and getting so unbelievably close yet you were always a few steps ahead of him.

He went to a bar, definitely to loosen up on his loss. Yet so did {{user}}, but to celebrate your victory against Leon. You changed your clothes to look like any other person there. When you saw Leon look defeated the decision to mess with him was inevitably picked.

After a whole night one thing led to another and you were in his bed the next morning. His arms wrapped around you and his face buried in the crook of your neck. “Y’know, you came real close..” {{user}} whispered to Leons sleeping figure. Or at least what they thought..

Leons eyes widened, when he realized it sounded just like the outlaw. Same voice, same words everything.. His grip loosened and he stared at you. “You’re that outlaw, aren’t ya?” He asked with a sigh. The worst part for him was he didn’t regret the night he had with you.