In It For the Money

XXXXVI

Leon stood in the closet, adjusting the clothes he had set out for that day. His eyes scan the fabrics as he hears the front door open and the sound of a duffel bag drop to the floor before hectic footsteps sound into the bedroom. Firm arms wrap around his back and he can't help the small smile that tugs at his lips as he leans himself more into his lover's chest. "There you are." He turned to face the male smiling back at him. "When did you get back into town?"

"About an hour ago, Chris dropped me off at the airport." The male replied, rolling his shoulders tensely. "I could go for a nap, but I suppose we gotta lunch date with Claire right?"

"No no, I have a lunch date with Claire." Leon teased, nudging him to the side so he could go and get changed. "However," He continued after a moment. "You are more than welcome to join. Claire would love actually to get to meet you." He stripped off his shirt, feeling the soft fingers tracing around his back. He shivered from the touches, turning his head to watch his lover looking at the scars. "Everything alright?"

"When do you gotta go?" He asked suddenly, lifting his gaze to look at his love face to face.

"Noon, so in about three hours. Why?"

"I just wanted to know how long I had with you." He mumbled softly, taking Leon's hand in his own. He rubbed his thumb over the back of the blonde's hand and looked away anxiously. "I know that we have a lot to talk about. And I've got a lot of explaining to do."

Leon frowned slightly, lips pursing together as he cupped the side of the male's face in his hand. "I know you do, but I understand it's difficult for you to adjust to everything." He pulled away and unbuckled his belt, letting his jeans fall to his ankles. "How was the flight?" He had asked as he kicked his pants from his ankles and began putting on the clean clothes.

"Boring. Chris has a horrible sense of humor." The male joked, smiling to himself as he walked into the bathroom. "I probably smell so bad." He groaned, stripping his shirt off of his body. Leon stepped into the room and stopped to lean against the doorframe, eyeing his body contently. He noticed a set of stitches along the back of his shoulder and tilted his head to the side.

"What happened?" The other male turned and looked at Leon before shifting his arm to see his shoulder.

"Ah, I had a run-in with some giant BOW. You know, babe. The usual." The two smiled as Y/n unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants to the floor along with his boxers, Leon's mouth dropping in surprise. The male stepped into the shower and turned his head to see his face reddening like a tomato. "You want to join me?"

"I already took a shower." Leon managed to mutter, eyeing his muscular legs and swallowing thickly. He averted his gaze and cleared his throat. "Are you hungry? I can make you something for after you get done."

"Sure love, thank you." He replied sweetly, voice tender and coated with honey. Leon nodded and shut the bathroom door quietly, leaning against it as a heavy sigh left his throat. Looking down at himself before silently cursing and pushing away from the door.

"Damnit Y/n." He whined softly, stepping out into the kitchen and looking through the fridge for a few minutes before settling on making him a sandwich. As he was finishing up he turned his head to see his lover leaning against the kitchen island. Eyes trailing down his bare chest, still glistening slightly from the water. Leon swallowed heavily and met his eyes behind the smirk on his face. He nudged the plate over to him and leaned his own body against the counter. He watched his lover eat contently, humming softly. He began to note all of the different ways he looked from when he had truly seen him last. His face was slightly sharper and his eyes held more pain than before. His mind began to wander, biting his bottom lip as his gaze traveled down his broad chest to his navel where the towel around his waist loosely hung. He swallowed, wondering what it would take for the towel to drop. As he looked back up at his lover's eyes he was suddenly entrapped in them, caught staring and dreaming about him.