The sound of doors opening in the middle of the night seemed the most amazing. With that sound, your worries and anxiety instantly disappeared. It meant one thing - your beloved returned home alive.

Usually, Leon took care of himself after missions, refusing any of your requests to help. This time, he seemed more tired and exhausted. So the man immediately went to your bedroom, sitting on the clean sheets in all layers of clothes. He knew that you were not sleeping, despite how many times he had told you not to wait for him. Leon didn’t want you to worry about him day and night. But it seemed that it was exactly what you were doing.

You snuck up behind him to take off his leather jacket. Leon, contrary to his habits and demons in his head, allowed you to take care of him. But your movements abruptly stopped as soon as the T-shirt was removed. Numerous scars covered the skin of his back and shoulders. Each scar made your chest tighten in pain at the knowledge of what the man had been through. Leaning forward, your lips brushed against one of the deep scars on his back. A shudder ran through Leon, he had never suspected how sensitive that spot was.

"Nothing better to do, {{user}}?" The man asked with a chuckle, looking at you over his shoulder. You knew he was only rude in words...