He slipped his free hand into his pocket, curious now and just as he had suspected, his hand did brush against a piece of paper.
He pulled his hand out, there was no telling what he had written on the piece of paper, reading it in Darian’s presence was a recipe for chaos.
He should probably pull his hand away from Darian’s hold but what was the use? He had no reason to and it was a little too late to pretend to be offended now.
He pulled his hand away when they got to the door of the apartment, he was glad Darian didn’t mention it and they could just pretend it didn’t happen.
“Be right back,” He was quick to say, already taking off. “I need to get a drink of water.”
“Sure.” Darian muttered without sparing him a second glance.
He doubted that Leon was actually in there to get himself water but he couldn’t have ever guessed why, he had just figured that Leon wanted to get away from him for a while because they had literally walked here hand in hand like sappy lovers.