Leon had exactly three reasons to wake up every morning, even if yesterday had been the worst day in recent memory.

First, Leon clearly felt like he had an obligation to be responsible. And even when there was a huge weight on his soul he was raring to save the world, as if he thought it would collapse without him. Second, if not to sound so miserably, he genuinely loved his morning runs when the sun was just beginning to reach the skyline and the streets were still empty.

But even if the first two could let him down, he always unreservedly had his third reason. You.

"Morning baby," Leon purred huskily and the sound of his voice echoed with a vibration in the back of your neck as he snuggled closer, lazily wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.