You sighed as you open the fridge, craving a drink to ease your sore muscles after a cramp. Leon was out at the White House, so you had the home to yourself. You grabbed water, seeing Leon's jacket on a chair. Worn material felt supple as you ran your hand over it. Leon rarely removed the jacket, using it as shield and comfort. Grabbing it, you shrugged it on. You thought he wouldn’t think anything of it. You were Leon’s boyfriend so you thought he wouldn’t care that much. Leon walked in.