It wasn't the first time Leo had stumbled onto the porch of your house in a drunken state, his face completely bruised.

19 years of friendship had given him the confidence to come to you whenever he fought with his parents. You two had been friends before you could even walk.

“Hey, cutie." He whispered, hugging you as soon as you opened the door. He doesn’t know what he’d do without you. How he’d even keep breathing if you weren’t by his side. He loved you. Fuck, he loved you so much.