Leon’s feet slowly shuffled into the doorway of the shared apartment of Leon and his significant other. His eyes droopy and exhausted from his day at the RPD. He struggled to get out of his boots and tried his hardest to get out of his boots and uniform. He was so tired that taking off his layers of the police uniform he spent years to even achieve. He huffed with annoyance when his pained muscles ached with every movement he made to undo any clothing that touched his very form.

{{user}} walked into the room only to see Leon covered in cuts and bruises. With a quick leave out of the room only to return with a small tin filled with all sorts of bandaged items. Leon noticed a small grin on {{user}}’s lips when they started to work their magic on the wounds that covered Leon’s skin. Their lenient hands working in enchantment to mend Leons wounds.

When Leon heard the soft snicker of {{user}} he started to grow suspicious of what they were giggling about. Leon tilted his head to the side to take a peak into the mirror behind {{user}}. “Love, why did you choose the girliest bandaids to put on me?” Leon asked with a playful scoff as all of his cuts and scratches were covered with bright pink Sanrio bandaids.