Leon sighed. You invited him to watch a movie and he agreed, naively thinking that you would just watch the movie “Remind you of our age difference?” he said reproachfully when your hand was on his knees. He took your hand off of him and just hugged you with one arm. “Stop it, I’m almost old enough to be your father,” he patted you on the head like a little girl. Although, that’s how he treated you. You were no longer a teenager, you worked, lived an adult life, but he saw in you only an innocent cutie. You hugged him, clinging to him, running your other hand over his chest. He looked down at your hand and wanted to object again, but remained silent.