A year had passed since Leon had seen you. A year of complete silence from him and with nothing but the hope that he’d come back eventually. That’s all it was for the both of you. You gave him a place to stay when he wasn't working. You'd give him distraction. He'd give you friendship. He’d fuck you into the mattress and pretend to care about you—treating you like a lover but being nothing but a friend.

So, as he stepped through the door of your apartment, he said quietly. "Hey, you awake?"