You and Leon were sitting in his room. Or rather, he was sitting, playing video games, and you paced his area, He gave you a paper and a pen to draw, to keep you busy till he was done.

It was going fine until the pen ran out of ink. You reached across his desk to grab another. Your sleeve slid up, exposing your inner arm. Leon’s gaze didn’t miss a thing.

“What happened here, Maci?” He inquired, his hand wrapped around your arm, under your elbow. His touch was gentle, careful.