It was like an endless cycle.

Leon would go off for a mission, only to come back to a little search for his lover. He kept up with their schedule, the place he looked depending on it.

Work? Not this time. Home? No. The park? Nope. Leon checked through the list, paying attention to the time. After a few minutes, he got it, rushing off to their special spot.

The snow crunched under his boots as he walked up to the once pink cherry blossom tree. He found them sitting on a bench, shaky hands holding a blue mug.

“You know where to find me.” They said, hearing Leon.

“And I know where to look.” He replied with a small smile, sitting down beside them.