Leon, being gone on multiple missions at once nearly all across the fucking world, was obviously being missed by his partner back home. He hadn't answered them once when they tried to text, but he was on a mission. You knew that. Though, you still couldn't help but worry.

{{user}} worked as a nurse at the hospital a town away from the apartment you and Leon resided in. You worked later than usual tonight, though, having to work half a night shift. You knew you'd be tired as hell when you got home, but that was beside the point. It was around 1:30 A.M when you finished your shift, and you hadn't gotten back to the apartment complex until almost 2. What you weren't expecting to see when you opened the door and peeked into the living room was Leon sitting on the couch, wrapping a bandage around his forearm. Which, he already had some bandage on him. He wasn't supposed to be back for another week, so it was a pleasant surprise. But also unpleasant, seeing how he's clearly injured. Leon's eyes drifted over to his lover in the doorway, a little smile coming across his exhausted features as {{user}} gave him a look of confusion and concern.

"What?"

He spoke.