Title: The bakers convention
Summary: Leon can’t sleep
Word Count: 170
Notes: I know I’m a bit late posting…too late? I hope I can still do it. I completely forgot that I wrote this and wanted to post last night. Meep!
Thank you thank you thank you for letting me post late!
Leon tossed and turned and finally fell into an uneasy slumber. It was the first time in ages he had to sleep alone in their bed and even though his man wasn't of the loud and lively kind, the place felt empty and too quiet without him.
But his flight back from the annual bakers convention had been delayed and he'd told Leon not to wait up for him.
He reached for the other's pillow and cuddled it close. He inhaled deeply and smiled. It was almost as if he could feel his man's soft lips on his naked shoulder.
Then the matress dipped and a large warm body pressed against his.
"You're back." Leon tried to turn but his man held him in place.
"Go back to sleep, love, I'll tell you all about it in the morning." The lips were back on his shoulder, pressing little butterfly kisses on his skin.
Leon sighed happily and snuggled back into the other man. "Missed you," he murmured.
"Love you, too."