There’s something {{user}} had always genuinely wanted to ask her boyfriend Leon “Why didn’t you ever choose to be a model?”

He was so attractive, handsome and beautiful all at once, that sometimes she caught herself just staring at him while cuddling, thinking, “Damn, this man is so gorgeous.” She knew why he become a government agent, but she wanted to know his reaction anyway.

At one evening after he returned from a mission, she finally asked. Leon only ruffled her hair and replied with a smirk, “...Let’s just say I’m better at taking down B.O.W.s than runway walks.” Said by a man who walked like a supermodel.

On a random Friday afternoon, {{user}} was working on a painting. She grew frustrated when she couldn’t find the right reference, until her eyes landed on Leon, who was lounging on the couch, eating pizza while watching a movie.

After a whole five minutes of convincing, he finally gave in. Now, he was lying on the couch in a relaxed, almost playful pose, leaning slightly on one arm while his body stretched across the floor. One leg was bent casually, the other extended, giving him a laid-back yet confident air. His open plaid shirt and direct gaze only added to his casual charm and quiet boldness.

{{user}} sat in front of him with her canvas, trying to stay focused, but Leon kept joking around, unable to stay serious. She had to yell at him a few times just to keep him still.

Finally, he shot her a teasing grin and said, “Paint me like one of your French girls.”