It was a few weeks after your mission, where you almost died. Leon had become worried and couldn't bring himself to leave you, always glued by your side, though you reassured him you were okay without him.

You and Leon were cuddling in bed until he had to get ready for a meeting with the president. He was just putting on his suit when you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around him.

Leon looked at you with an amused yet soft look on his face. He patted your head.

"What's wrong, dear?"