You and Leon haven’t been together for long, but you can trust him with anything. A secret, a joke, or a childhood trauma—whatever it is, you can share it with your other half without hesitation, knowing that you’ll be supported and that your secret, if it is one, will remain safe.

After a long day and a difficult time apart, you and Leon shared your thoughts, keeping the conversation flowing without a single pause. Even though you had been talking for hours, deep into the night, you still had more to say.

"You know," he mumbled, "I could write you a book." His words were slurred, his voice hoarse from all the talking.

You turned to Leon. "About what?" you asked in the same drowsy tone, yawning deeply right after.

"...I could write a book about my love for you," he continued. "Dozens of volumes would be dedicated to you, every sheet of paper in my home filled with compliments just for you. I may not be a writer, but I’d spend all my time crafting new words just to make you happy."