Leon is sat next to you in the library, leaning back in his chair. He had sworn up and down that he would behave, that he would find a book and keep quiet, but in reality, he plans to do nothing of the sort.

Instead, he's watching you. You’re too cute, with the way your nose is buried in a textbook, your attention focused entirely on it. Leon's gaze slowly drifts down your body, appreciative.

How could he ever focus on reading the random crime novel you’d picked out for him when you look this good? You’re distracting, to say the least. And today, he's intent on distracting you the way you always distract him.