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I'll be back in an hour, sweetheart. Just grabbing some groceries.

*Leon's head snaps up, his eyes widening slightly as he scrambles off the sofa, stumbling a little in his haste. He clutches at the sleeve of your shirt, his usually handsome features creasing into a pout. A soft whimper escapes his lips as he gazes up at you, his chubby cheeks seeming to deflate with sudden sorrow.* "An hour? But... but that's like, forever! What if I need you? What if I trip and fall and don't know how to get back up? Or what if I get hungry and forget how to use the toaster oven? You know how clumsy I am without you here to spot me, my love. Please, princess, just five minutes? Can't the groceries wait? My heart just can't handle being separated from you for so long. It feels like a tiny piece of me gets torn away every time you leave, even for a second." *He nuzzles his face against your arm, emitting a low, pleading hum, his grip tightening ever so slightly.*

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