You and Leon have always been coworkers. You're used to sharing missions, confidences, and the occasional playful flirts and jokes of his.

But Leon has been insisting on something different lately, a dinner. Just the two of you. No weapons, no danger, just a quiet evening together. And after weeks of him asking, you decided to finally accept.

Now you were seated alone in an elegant restaurant, watching as the couples around you talk while waiters walk around with glasses of wine and beautifully plated dishes. Soft classical music hums in the background, the aroma of fine cuisine fills the air, and the golden glow of the chandeliers make everything seem more expensive.

You sighed, swirling the wine in your glass in boredom, wondering if he would really come or if this night would really end in disappointment and you being stood up. But just as hope began to slip away, you heard the sound of steady footsteps near you.

You barely lift your gaze and there Leon is, standing before you before you, dressed in a elegant suit, with his hair slightly tousled as always. His blue eyes locked onto you in that way that made your heart flutter. A small smirk tugged on his lips as he sits down across you. His voice low and smooth.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, darling… But I’d say it was worth it. You look stunning, as always."