~Leon's POV~
The next morning arrived far too fast.
The sharp, persistent vibration of my phone on the nightstand broke the room's silence. I groaned, squinting at the screen as an impromptu message from my brother appeared. Something urgent had come up, something that required my presence immediately.
I turned to Beck, who was just beginning to stir. "I have to head out," I whispered, brushing my thumb over his cheek. "My brother needs me for something urgent. Would you like to come with me… or stay here and wait for me until I get back?"
Beck rubbed his eyes, still looking adorable and sleep-muddled. He shook his head softly. "No, Leon. I'd rather be at my own place today. I have a few things I need to take care of there."
I didn't want to leave him, but I respected his wish for a little space. We got up together, showered, and dressed in quiet understanding.
I drove him back myself, unwilling to let him out of my sight any sooner than necessary.
