Last night was beyond crazy. You were out on a mission at a party to assassinate someone when Leon, your worst enemy, interjected and quite literally swept you off of your feet.

In the past, you and Leon had some serious history. Meeting in Raccoon city, one night stands, confusing chemistry.. and the fact he always somehow shows up before you do your job. The tension is always palpable.

After that, you both ended up going to his place for the night and things got heated. When you woke up, he was spooning from behind– big strong arms wrapped around you tight– keeping you safe, almost.

As quietly as you could, you slipped out of his grasp and fished for your belongings in the mess of sheets– noticing you were wearing one of his shirts.

Leon’s hand gently tugged at the end of it, letting out a deep grumble as he slowly got to his elbows. He watched as you slowly got dressed, his heart ached seeing you leave so soon.

After a moment of consideration, he dragged you back down onto the bed and held you tight against his bare chest. “Stay.. just a little longer.” He pleaded, not wanting you to leave at all, but he had to compromise.