‘ scuffles and combs leon's hair with various assortment of hair combs and scrunches " perfect ! see it's not so bad ! " - ashley . ’ unprompted .
𝙄𝙏 𝙃𝘼𝘿 𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙉 1 year since the incident in spain . life has been somewhat normal since then , he and ashley hadn’t broken contact , and they both became relatively close . DATE : JUNE 5TH , 2006 . TIME : 3 : 48 PM . both had been relaxing on the balcony , and he sat on the floor in front of ashley . leon wore a tanktop and sweatpants , a warm breeze constantly flowing . hands folded neatly in his lap , eyes fluttered shut as he inhales deeply . 𝙸𝙽𝙷𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙻𝙴 , 𝙴𝚇𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙴 ... ❝ you havin fun back there ? ❞ voice is gentle , as he watches an assortment of cars drive by . the city is unsurpisingly busy as usual , people taking walks and walking their dogs . the feeling of his hair being played with brings some sort of calmness to him .
❝ mm ... let me do your hair next . ❞ he mumbles in return , staring at himself through the hand mirror . leon models , turning his head to get a better look at himself . ❝ are you gonna take a photo ? ❞ a chuckle , and he turns to flash a smile at ashley .
@saviortend / always accepting .