Leon's eyebrows came together as Alex's hands slid away. He didn't want Alex out of his space. Alex was warm and comforting and distracting in one of the best ways possible. Leon was also pretty sure that Alex was involved with someone, so he stood there for a moment with his hands in pockets feeling like a conflicted idiot.
Then, his hands were out of his pockets, his right hand reaching for Alex's and his left for the side of Alex's face so he could pull him in for a kiss. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was pretty sure he could blame it on not thinking straight whether Alex kissed him or punched him.