#so i rewrote and shortened the original text and boom here it is at almost 4 am

[lerislet]

Open for you - Chreon - Mentions of alcohol

It was one of those nights when Leon couldn't sleep. The nightmares were too vivid, and every time he closed his eyes, the faces of the people who had died on his last mission stared right back at him. Leon sat up, pushed the covers off himself, and took a deep breath. On the other side of the bed was Chris, breathing steadily, and the blond smiled gently, glad that at least Chris was sleeping well.

Leon got up, slipped out of the shared bedroom and made his way toward the kitchen. Maybe a glass of cold water would help; or alcohol. Alcohol had always helped Leon, but the blond just shook his head.

He still remembered the last time he had drunk; it had been months ago after a mission that had gone particularly badly, and Leon had nearly drowned himself in liquor, thinking he wouldn't survive if only one clear thought would cross his mind. Leon had bitten off more than he could chew that day and had ended up in the hospital with alcohol poisoning.

Leon sighed and made his way to the shelf where they kept the water bottles. Leon had been lucky that Chris had come to check on him that day, found him and brought him to the hospital. Shame still stabbed Leon in the guts like a knife when he thought of that event, and with shaky fingers he tried to open his water bottle.

Suddenly tears welled up in his eyes as he remembered that when he got home, he had seen Chris dump all his alcohol into the sink and line up the empty bottles neatly on the kitchen counter. Leon had yelled at Chris for pouring away his alcohol, and Chris had just stood there and listened until Leon had kicked him out of the apartment.

It hadn't even taken thirty minutes for Leon to feel guilty. He'd opened his door and wanted to walk over to Chris's apartment to apologize, but Chris had been sitting outside Leon's apartment, leaning against the doorframe.

"Can I come back in, it's cold," was the only thing Chris had said back then, and Leon had only nodded because the front door was always open for Chris.

But now, in the present, Leon heard footsteps behind him and felt soft lips nibbling on his neck, making him snort. "I'm going back to bed soon. Don't worry about it." Chris grumbled and pressed a kiss to Leon's cheek. "Sure... It's a bad night, isn't it? You've been standing here for ten minutes." Leon sighed and was about to retort something when Chris interrupted him. "I'll start Netflix and you get the snacks? We both have tomorrow off, so we might as well watch a movie if you can't sleep anyway. Are you open to that idea?"

Leon smiled gently and nodded. He was always open for Chris.