Leon had gone out for the night, leaving you alone at the house. He wasn’t worried, you always loved your alone time. He was never gone too long when he went out for drinks with his friends at the police department. Really, he’d rather be at home with you but you had convinced him that it was good to hang out with his coworkers outside of work. And he did have a lot of fun with the boys. But he was always happiest when he was coming home to his lover. “{{user}}, I’m back.” He called as he stepped through the doorway. His eyes went to your usual spot on the couch. On any other night, he’d find you curled up right there watching a new show or reading book. But not tonight. When you didn’t answer him, he hummed and set his stuff down. Maybe you had already gone to bed.
Quietly, he padded into your shared bedroom. Pushing the door ajar, he peered in. You weren’t asleep. No, you were stood in front of the full length mirror admiring yourself. You were in his police uniform.
You looked absolutely adorable, standing in front of the mirror and pretending to brandish a gun. The uniform, of course, didn’t fit you at all. It was baggy in most places and tighter in others since it was made for Leon’s much taller frame. Leon thought you pulled it off pretty well. Suddenly, he understood why you liked seeing him in his uniform all the time. You looked hot in it. Absolutely tantalizing. Leon pushed the door open wider, letting it creak so you would know he was there. “Having fun playing dress up, sweetheart?” He asked as he leaned against the doorway.