leon walks outside for some fresh air, leaning on the hood of his car before pulling out a flask. it doesn’t take you long to follow him outside, all cozied up in his biker jacket. you’re not even within 10 feet of him before he notices your presence. he turns his head back to look at you, sighing deeply. you look real cute with his jacket on.

“already, baby?” leon shakes his head a little, turning back to the empty parking lot. he hadn’t even left two full minutes ago. “clingy girl.” he murmurs, but there’s no real bite to it.