It’d been awhile since the late night train was so crowded. Most of the seats were taken up and the aisle was packed with people, leaving barely any room to move around freely.

However, Leon was lucky enough to get a seat beforehand—his bag tucked neatly beneath it. He had just finished another mission and was forced to take the train after wrecking his motorcycle. Again.

Just as a the train turned a corner, the lights flickered and the carriage rocked, causing numerous people standing to stumble. One fell directly onto his lap as the train shuddered again, a metallic groan echoing from outside. Even if he was surprised, he held onto them tight to ensure their safety amongst the panicking people.

“It’s alright, I’ve gotcha… just hold onto me, and everything will be fine.” Leon reassured, one hand wrapped around their thigh. “It’s probably just a malfunction. Happens all the time.”