#witch writes

"Thought we were stating the obvious." Leon smiled, staring down at you as he leaned against the side of the building. In his hand was a paper cup that emitted the pleasant smell of coffee. He had only his biking jacket on and his brown tresses were still messily windswept by the ride. Compared to your winter attire he seemed prepared for a different season entirely. Still, somehow the agent remained unfazed by the freezing temperatures. Even his smile was warm as he held the drink out for you to take. You couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated.

It was way too early for him to be getting under your skin like this.

The sky had finally begun to brighten the early morning sky, signaling the beginning of another day at the office. As the sun rose you could feel its rays tease you with the slightest hint of warmth, making your body shudder as it tried to acclimate. You could hear a soft chuckle from Leon as he nudged you with the coffee once more. You noticed your name scrawled upon the cup. It was ordered just how you like it. Though he remained silent, he was persistent. The sun shone upon his face, highlighting the features you had come to memorize. The light revealing the sleepiness around his eyes, making you a matching pair, yet still  the pools of blue sparkled as they looked upon you with mirth.

"Cmon, don't need your fingers falling off, sweetheart." He said softly, "We still have to finish writing out that report." 

You sighed begrudgingly, finally accepting his offering. The heat of the warm contents within the paper cup wrapped around your icy hand like a glove. However, the sensation was quickly eclipsed by another feeling. The brushing of his fingertips against yours made the heat begin to accumulate in your already rosey cheeks. Just when you had thought he would pull away, his touch lingered. Leon's hand gingerly trailed over your knuckles, his eyes locked onto your hand as he drove the cold away. 

 "Better?" Leon looked back to you and smiled after a moment as he brought his hand back to the pocket of his jacket.

Your heart gave another pound in your chest and jolted you to look back to the door in front of you. You hoped he couldnt hear it. Clenching the coffee in your hand, you hoped the pain of its high temperature  permeating the cup would bring you back to earth.

"Yeah. Thanks. Sweetheart.” 

He chuckled as you rolled your eyes.

"Did you forget your keycard?"

Your face flushed once more. Oh, right.

With your free hand you hurriedly dug into your jacket, eventually yanking out your lanyard for the door to scan your ID. As soon as the clearance was granted, you stepped through the door, walking ahead of your fellow agent and away from your feelings. Just as you were about to turn the corner of the corridor, you heard Leon call out to you. The clicking of your heels came to a halt as you turned to look back at him.

"Yeah?" Your voice carried through the empty hall, your nerves revealing themselves.

Leon smiled, a light chuckle falling from his lips as he looked at you, "Good morning." 

God, he had to know what he was doing at this point.

But still, you smiled. It was another day at the office, and even though you always hoped for monotony, as long as Leon Kennedy was around your heart would always be racing.

"Good Morning"