"Chris is asleep," D said as he stepped back into the main room of the pet shop, where Leon sat on a sofa with a large fluffy and sleepy calico cat sprawled across his lap. He'd been reading a book about turtle care and was a little disappointed to find no references to pizza anywhere, while also casually trailing his fingers through the cat's fur.

"You should stay," D continued as he silently walked through the room, pausing at Leon's side. He didn't sit down, however, instead smiling at Leon and the cat.

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere," Leon replied. And not just because of Chris or the cat weighing him down. They'd gone through this entire little routine enough times over the last few months that Leon wanted to just say that no, he was not going to come to his senses and go. That ship had been built, launched, and sailed off into the horizon to apparently never be seen again.

"That is what Miss Amelie would likely prefer, but I can think of more comfortable places to sleep, Detective."

Leon laughed. Yeah, he could think of a few, too. But there wouldn't be any sleep right away if he stayed, and he was definitely going to stay.

"Miss Amelie, was it?" Leon questioned as he closed the book and set it aside. The cat was large and fluffy and disinclined to move. But D lifted her like she weighed nothing and once set to the side, she stretched in a perfect arch and then jumped down to saunter off, obviously offended at losing her comfortable bed.

"I believe she'll forgive you by morning," D said with a little smile.

Leon just shook his head. He wasn't that worried about what a cat thought of him, even one of D's cats. Instead he got to his feet, echoed Amelie's stretch in his own way, and then hooked an arm around D.

Sleep happened eventually, along with a few new scratches on Leon's back and a few little love bruises on D's neck.

When Leon woke, he wasn't entirely surprised to find D still asleep beside him. The bakery's best sweets would be escaping them both, alas.

He was more surprised by the large, fluffy calico cat sprawled across his legs.

Leon wasn't sure he'd even done anything wrong to begin with, but he supposed he'd been forgiven.