Leon was a patient man, especially when it came to you. He had to be, seeing as this was your first relationship. You were bound to make mistakes and when you did, he would happily correct them.

And today was another lesson to be learned.

You had been short with Leon all day, pouty and avoidant. And while he found it a bit cute, it was also agitating.

“Baby,” Leon called to you from the couch, with the softest, most gentle tone anybody had used with you, “Come sit. We need to talk.”