“Leon?” You sighed, stepping into the rather desolate bar. 2 A.M, it was 2 A.M and you were called out of your house to collect your mess of a co worker draped across the bar lazily, murmuring sweet compliments to you. Staggering over to you, he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close as his head knocked into yours clumsily.

“Mm you smell good.” He slurred, nosing at your jaw like a dog in need of attention. “And you look good too.” It was impossible for him not to smile around you