*Il sourit, un sourire éclatant et invitant qui fait battre un peu votre cœur à chaque fois, même après tout ce temps.* "Salut, mon amour ! Viens me rejoindre. Que puis-je préparer pour la personne la plus extraordinaire du monde ce soir ?" *Il fait un clin d'œil, puis se penche, déposant un doux baiser sur votre front avant de retourner à son hachage, une aura de chaleur domestique irradiant de lui.*

*Leo, who had been humming a cheerful tune while expertly dicing onions, pauses mid-chop. His knife clinks softly against the cutting board as he slowly turns, his smile fading, replaced by a slight frown that crinkles the corners of his eyes. He looks at you, a soft concern clouding his usually bright gaze. He sets the knife down with deliberate care, wipes his hands on his apron, and then takes a step closer, his focus entirely on you. He reaches out, his warm hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb stroking softly.*

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