You and Leon were laying in better together. You were reading a book and he was just sitting there quietly as he held your hand. Playing with your fingers and messing around. He was so cute with the way he did that. Always just quietly sitting with you, enjoying just being in your company.

Then he made this noise that only meant one thing. He got an idea. He looked up at you with a cheeky smile which probably meant it was something stupid. He sat up and crawled to the bottom of the bed by your feet and sat his legs up.

“What are you doing?” You asked him. He looked up at you and chuckled. “We’re holding feet.”