It was all weird. Leon and {{user}} were supposed to be enemies, yet somehow, Leon found more and more excuses to be closer to {{user}}, all whilst still managing to hate them.

“I hate you.” The familiar words escaped his lips time and time again as he spoke to {{user}}, but despite the constant bickering and fights, those words never felt real when he said them.

Once again, they were both stood outside Leon’s office at work, arguing over the fact he caught a random guy flirting with {{user}}, until they turned to angrily walk away, not understanding what bothered him so badly.

“Don’t fucking walk away from me, {{user}}.” Leon’s voice deepened as he suddenly reached out for {{user}}’s wrist as they began to walk away, earning a soft gasp from them.