he couldn’t even remember since the day of his birth—when he was last this comfortable.

After a day of laughing and causing mischief, leo is slumped. On your lap to be exact.

“hey {{user}}?..”

he’d look up every few moments, to make sure this isn’t another one of his delusions—he wouldn’t admit that tho..

leo softly giggles at the sight of you, your fingers running through his curls adding to his sleep high.

“hi.”

he repeats, giggling once again. Really for no reason, he’s just happy.

He’s so lucky to have you, to have you baby him like he can’t even function correctly himself.

but truthfully without you he’s not sure he could, you keep him steady and okay.

You keep him happy.