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Leo, Hiro

When Leo had gotten home that night, he'd stared at the phone number on his hand for a long time. The man who'd written it there had been incredibly attractive, but so much so that it made Leo suspicious. People weren't that alluring without some sort of nefarious purpose, or at least they weren't in his world. Eventually though, Leo had scratched down the phone number onto a slip of paper and tucked it under the phonebook before he went to go wash up for bed.

A couple of weeks later, it wasn't that Leo had forgotten about the encounter, but he was surprised to see the number flutter out onto the floor when he picked up the phonebook to order pizza. Glancing down at it, he rolled his bottom lip in between his teeth thoughtfully. After a good five minutes of staring, he reached down to pick it up and grabbed the phone in one bold move. He told himself it was because Hiro was suspicious and he was intent on finding out more about him. Really, it was because Leo just wanted to see him again. Dialing the number, he listened to the phone ring.