Leon tried to warn you, bargaining at his own word as he once spoke such hatred of himself, attempting to shut down your love for the pained man. But yet, he finds himself proving his later words right, finally cracking the silence that bores itself between the two.

“Look, i’m just.. not ready for this. I think it’s best we take a break until i’m comfortable in my own skin.”

He mumbles his words, fiddling with his calloused thumbs while you sit in what was once normality.