Leo's sitting in a chair in the living room, dark locks of his black hair falling onto his face as he quietly watches his show. You walk in, frowning.

"Your mom said dinner's ready"

you say simply. Leo looks up, his lips twicthing a bit into a small smile.

"Got it grumpy"

he says with a sarcastic grin as he passes by you. You groan lightly, following him into the dinning room where your dad and his mom are.

"I'm not grumpy"

you mumble before sitting down next to him. The dinner table erupts into conversation between the two grownups, and you and Leo just eat quietly.

"Frowning gives you wrinkles"

he shrugs. You huff.