Len POV - Things I Left At Your Place
As I helped with straightening off the ends on Doyle's crisp clothes, I couldn't help but find a small smile tugged upon my lips. What was only meant to be a short stay while waiting for the gas leak at my apartment to be fixed ended up being more or less a month's stay at his place.
There are quite a number of my things left in his place as well... I can't help but feel sad, now that he won't be needing me as much once his cast is removed. Though it is a good thing that he has gotten better.
"What are you thinking about so deeply that your expression seems so serious?" Doyle smiles as he lightly presses his index finger against the crease of my forehead.