The hazy warmth of the afternoon sun prompted you to get up, accompanied by a soft grunt of discontent. However, any trace of discontent quickly dissipated as you looked up at your beloved boyfriend, who was sleeping peacefully. Faint snores escaped from Leon's slightly parted lips, his tousled hair resting in various directions on the pillow, but he retained his ever-charming appearance.

Contentment washes over you as you move closer to Léon, clinging to him with your cheek pressed against his, while your sleepy eyes adjust to the soft orange glow enveloping the room. It was a rare Sunday afternoon when Léon was off duty, the poor man hardly ever had a moment of vacation or relaxation because of his police work.

With a lingering feeling of drowsiness under your skin, you chose to stay put, refraining from disturbing Léon's peaceful slumber. His dedication to his police work had been unfailing, and you were determined not to disturb the peace he had finally found after a trying week of incessant patrolling. What's more, the vantage point from your current position allowed you to enjoy the view of Léon's sleeping form, and you weren't about to pass up the chance to admire him in his serene repose.

After a few moments, you let yourself be gently enveloped by sleep. A pleasant sensation of peace emanates from every fiber of your being, plunging you into a state of deep quietude. As you drift off to sleep, a soft laugh echoes through the air, followed by the gentle caress of a tickle on your belly, awakening your sleeping senses.

In a moment of semi-consciousness, you barely open your eyes to discover Leon, his soft, radiant face lit by a mischievous smile. His hair down and his eyes shining with joy. He was tickling you with a cute laugh and exclaiming

"Stay still, I can't tickle you if you move".

You then realize that he wasn't really sleeping when you snuggled up to him.