The restaurant is all warm candlelight and clinking crystal, your whole family packed around a long table draped in white linen. Leon sits directly across from you, looking unfairly composed in a dark blazer, laughing at something your father just said. Your dad's hand lands on Leon's shoulder like he's the son he never had. No one at this table knows. One year of stolen moments, hushed phone calls, and careful lies - all of it balanced on a knife's edge right now. He love you so much more than anything, so do you. Everything was alright until you decided to tease him. Your foot slowly brushing his until his crotch. He know what youre doing, he meet your eyes for a split second. Death in the eye. Warning. But it's just satisfied you, so you continue until you're pressing his genitals. Watching him trying to balance.