Cleon - One Shots/AUs

Kisses

Summary: Claire is feeling very down on herself. Leon is there to make it all better

Status of their relationship in this one shot: Dating

Leon groaned aloud as he entered his and Claire's shared apartment. Hanging up his key and work keys on the hook, her took his jacket off and placed it on the side table, right on top of Claire's red leather. She's home. That's good. Leon's missed her.

They work their separate jobs and their hours are always unpredictable. To both be home in the early evening is a true blessing.

Walking into the living, Leon didn't see Claire there. Sometimes she'll be on the couch watching TV or folding laundry. Then checking the kitchen, she wasn't there either. Usually she'll be making up a small dinner for them or grabbing a glass of water from the sink.

Where is she?

"Claire? Baby?" Leon called out but was met without a reply. He went up the stairs, his speed slightly picked up and he opened their bedroom door. Faint relief cured his worried heart. She was lying down in bed, more than likely asleep. She must've had a long work day.

The television is on, some random reality TV show playing. She has a damn addiction to those sloppy sorts of entertainment. Leaving it on to not disturb her, Leon just took his shirt off and crawled into the bed, running his fingers along Claire's bare arm.

"Hey baby," he whispered to her before pressing a loving kiss to her head. He then noticed something. Her white pillow had wet spots on it, like drool or... tears. He looked a bit closer and noticed her wet face. Oh.

"Oh Claire," he pulled her close against his body, caressing her hair. "Talk to me baby." He whispered. Leon kissed the top of her head and Claire sniffled, acknowledging her awakeness now.

"I just feel so horrible today... I don't understand why." Claire explained quietly, her tears welling up again as she began to cry in his arms. Leon held her tightly, comforting her with all he's got. "What triggered this?" He asked her, running his hand up and down her warm back.

She sat up more properly now. Wiping her face off and looking into Leon's eyes. "I came home from work and just... I let my thoughts get the better of me." "What thoughts?" "You know... about how I look." Claire said in a muffled voice as she pressed her face into his shoulder, straddling his lap to be closer to him.

Leon nodded. He understood. But in his eyes? Claire is the most gorgeous woman to walk this Earth.

"Im so sorry I wasn't home... I had to stay late to help a rookie with a report an—" "Baby, it's okay." Claire murmured, cuddling up to him. They were simply holding one another. "Listen to me Claire," Leon cleared his throat and rested his chin on the top of her head, the smell of her cherry scented hair filling his senses. Perfect.

"You are so incredibly beautiful, inside and out. From the moment we met, despite the tragedy surrounding us, I saw your beauty as a light within the darkness we were foreseeing." Leon said in a soft, gentle voice. Claire let out a deep breath and kissed his cheek, caressing his face.

"Do you mean it?"

"I do Claire. Always and forever."

She then kissed him. He melted in it. Their kisses are always the most loving ones ever. Always so passionate. They are truly in love with one another.

And Leon isn't downplaying his feelings. He truly feels so strongly about her.

"You're so pretty. I love you." "I love you too." Claire responded, pressing her forehead against his. Their little embraces mean everything and more to the both of them.

"How about I go start you a bath, and I go pick us up some food... What're you feeling?" Leon said with a smirk. Claire giggled and sniffed, wiping her final tear away. "Honestly? Mexican from that food truck sounds good." She laughed and Leon nodded. "Then that's what you shall get." He patted her butt and she got up, walking over to their bathroom.

Leon did too, heading over to start up her bath.

"Thank you, Leon. Truly. You're the best boyfriend ever." She reached out for his hand as she sat on the toilet, him on the edge of the bathtub. "No need to thank me for speaking the truth." He stated.

Claire lucked out so good.

ART CREDS: MAD