It was already late into the night as Leo sat reading in his room when he heard a knock at his door
"Come in," he said, taking off his glasses, wondering who might be visiting him at such a late hour
Sara came into the room, carrying a tea set on a tray in her hands, and Leo looked up at her curiously
"I didn't know that today is a special day?" he said, giving her a wondering smile
"Oh, I just wanted to drink this with you and discuss a few things," she said, setting the tray down on top of his desk
Leo watches her carefully as she pours the tea on both cups, before sitting down on a chair on the other side of his desk, a sudden ache emerged on his heart at the realization of the hidden meaning in her words, and he winced a little
'Ahh, you were just worried about me falling asleep again so you decided to stay here with me, right?'
Leo smiled weakly to himself, almost in a self-mocking way, but he was grateful to know that she was concerned about him nonetheless
"Did you make this yourself?" he asked as he raised the cup of tea to his lips, savoring the sweet taste from it
"Yes, I didn't want to bother Nico or the maids for something that I can do myself," Sara smiled brightly up at him and he felt his heart flutter at the sight of it
"Thank you, Sara," he smiled genuinely at her, which she returned with that of her own
But then he saw Sara's expression clouded a little as she dropped her gaze to the floor, as if there was something bothering her and he frowns
"Is there something wrong?" he peered at her in concern and she slowly looks back up at him and met his eyes steadily, Leo catches his breath at the tender look in her eyes
"I was just wondering, how many nights you spent here trying to keep yourself from falling asleep, reading those books into the latest hours," she said, a wry smile on her lips
"You know, I can stay up with you if you asks Leo, I don't mind," she reaches out and gently place her palm against his cheek, her eyes soft with mild concern for him
He felt that bitter ache clawing at his heart again as he raised his own hand and place it over her's on his cheek
'Why is it I always seem to get so weak when you look at me like that?'
He cast his eyes down, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks as he leaned into her touch and presses a soft kiss into her palm
'I will never understand it'.