Leon & Paxton & OPEN
Leon wasn't made of ice, though he used it as a shield as a default natural defense mechanism. When he met people, they got the ice. When they proved themselves to not be worth his time, that was all they ever would see of him. But when they got past that, when they broke the hard outer shell of Leon Vincent, they might witness the soft and warm center. The realist vampire became diluted with idealism. It was like mixing water and oil - it didn't happen easily and it didn't stay that way for long.
Tonight, at the engagement party of a demon and an angel, hearing Paxton speak of his lover in that way shook the canister of Leon's perceptions of the Envy demon. Oil mixed with water and Leon smiled.
Later he would analyze what Paxton said and try and find who fit the description, already eliminating half of the student body just by Paxton's use of a pronoun. But for now, for once, the vampire set aside his critical analytical side and accepted this offering. Paxton had, finally, give him something real. A real response that wasn't just for show.