Finally, a day of rest after a long mission.

The young agent laid in bed, clad in only a pair of black boxers. Bandages covered his scarred skin, bruises coloring areas of his body. But despite all that, his sore arms wrapped around his lover, holding them close.

Twitchy fingers brushed through their hair while a busted lip kissed at their forehead.

“This is what I always look forward to.” Leon whispered. “I’d give up the world if it meant I could still have you..”