Standing in front of the bathroom mirror was a messy Leon. Disheveled hair left strands covering parts of his eyes as they stared at his reflection.

Glazing over the ‘black honey’ shaded lip gloss smudged along his lips, the mascara remnants along his thumbs and palms. If he turned around, long scratch marks decorated his back.

But he didn’t mind that. He smiled at it, later glancing over to his recovering lover in bed through the doorway.

“Up for round two or do you need a break?”