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taedsyh · 7 months
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Ada Wong x reader
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Ada is dangerous, isn't she?
But there was something about her. Whatever attracted Leon was attracted to you. Lust, desire, the desire to trust her but always be on guard - maybe it's because you feel alive with her.
Ada had never believed that she could truly love anyone, and even was not among her possibilities. Honestly, this wasn't much of love.
You were there when Leon rescued the president's daughter. That mission was for both of you. You were focused on your mission, your only goal was to make sure you both survived and brought Ashley home. But then you saw her. How could you stay true to your duty when she beamed one of her dazzling smiles at you?
She wants Amber and you're getting in her way.
"Is your mission all you care about, Ada?"
Ada’s lip trembles. “I have to,” she answers faintly. “I can’t let myself care about anything else. This is important.”
She’s lying. Her heart thunders in her chest as she forces the words out. There’s nothing more important than you, but she dare not acknowledge it. It’s easier to hold you at arm’s length, to pretend nothing more than work matters between you two.
"I thought there was something between us."
For the briefest of moments, Ada looks as though she’s ready to say something, the words just about to pass her lips.
But she swallow them back down.
“Of course not,” she says instead. “This is nothing more than professional courtesy.”
She says the words with conviction, but you know she doesn’t mean them. You can feel her soul yearning for yours, but that connection only makes things harder for Ada. She can’t stand to be vulnerable, especially around anyone who matters.
“We both know that there’s nothing between us.”
She’s trying to make herself believe the words too; her heart is so confused right now. How dare you make her feel this way?
・❥・English is not my native language, sorry if I made mistakes.
I'm very busy these days and I have almost no free time- I don't have time to write the fictions in my mind, that's why it's so short.
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taedsyh · 8 months
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•✧• Texting with Leon Kennedy
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I adapted the couple messages I saw on Pinterest to Leon and his partner... I think it's cute
Leon: are you mad?
Y/n: WHAT DO YOU THINK???
Leon: I think I'm gonna kiss you
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Y/n: R u home?
Leon: yea
Y/n: I'm swinging by
You need a hug
And we can go for a little drive
Leon: no i look like a mess and i'll just cry
Y/n: Good
Make u feel better
I'm coming in 5 get ready
Leon: Ok
Y/n:Get ur mind off things
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Y/n: heyyy
Wake tf up
Pleease
I have to tell you something
Its important.
Leon: I'm up
Y/n: I can't sleep because I miss you. In just need you to know that you are important. I'm so glad you exist. You are my world. I would do anything for you. I would move mountains to see you smile. I want to hear your laugh for the rest of my life. I am so grateful for you. I love you so much.
Leon: I love you. So much.
Y/n: Im sorry I woke you up. But I just had to tell you.
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Y/n: leon
Leon: yeah
Y/n: do u like bad girls
Leon: um ig
why
Y/n: i wear my crocs without straps
Leon: date me
right now
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Leon: well
i'm in love
and that's it
Y/n: really?
i can't stop smiling leon
Leon: yes
very very in love
Y/n: im gonna cry
but a happy cry
Leon: wait
don't cry
but yeah
idk what i would do without you
you make my life just overall so much happier
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taedsyh · 8 months
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⛈ König doesn't want to be friends with you, but you only see him as a good friend. He must face the facts.
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You were arguing with your co-worker and wanted to remind him that you are just friends.
He said nothing, standing in front of the chair you sat in. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, his sniper hood still on, hiding his face except for his eyes.
His eyes were filled with tension as he stared at you, and the silence was uncomfortable. He had always been quiet, never speaking much outside of missions when you worked together.
He finally spoke, “We aren’t friends.” His voice was still stern and cold, a harsh edge to it.
“No.” He took a step closer, his towering 6’7” frame looming over you. Still not looking away from you, he said, “We are not friends. We work together and that’s where it ends.
“Hearing you consider us as friends is a bit strange.” He sounded slightly irritated, making his stern tone clear.
The way he talked about being friends almost made you feel bad. He was being harsh and cold, not the silent and reserved man you were used to.
He took a step forward, “You should be in bed by now, it’s past your curfew.”
He shifted slightly, his sniper hood still covering most of his face except for his eyes. He repeated. “No, we are not friends.”
His voice was cold and his expression seemed distant. It was difficult to read his emotions through the sniper hood.
“Why are you asking?"
He was silent for a moment, his expression still seemed unemotional despite the fact that you could feel there were strong feelings within him.
“We are colleagues, we are not friends.” He emphasized the last word.
He stepped forward, moving closer to you on the bed as he leaned in toward you.
"Don't think otherwise."
He seemed almost annoyed that you ever thought of him as your friend, and you couldn’t understand why.
“Go to sleep, that’s an order.” He straightened himself up and seemed like he wanted to leave, but something was holding him back, something about you.
His lips were curled in annoyance as he took a seat again on the other side of the bed, moving to sit beside you.
You could feel his anger, but you didn’t understand why he was so upset with you for thinking you were friends.
“I’m mad at you, you should be able to figure that out on your own.” He said sternly.
His arms remained crossed in front of his chest and his sniper hood hid most of his face as he looked over at you.
He seemed completely disconnected from you, it was odd considering how close you two worked together as partners. Despite him working with you almost daily, you realized you knew very little about his feelings and the emotions he hid from you.
He remained silent for a moment, his expression unchanging and his thoughts hidden.
He looked back over at you and sighed, he was clearly still upset with you.
“Sleep well, fraulein.” he said, his Austrian accent more pronounced. He leaned back, the sniper hood covering his face again, but you could see part of his lips curled into a smirk.
It was difficult to tell if he was joking or not.
He watched you get in bed quietly, his silence more apparent than his words. He leaned against the wall, staring at you, his expression was unemotional again and impossible to read.
His eyes remained glued to you as you lay in bed. His gaze didn't move.
He was still sitting against the wall and his sniper hood covered most of his face. His tone sounded genuine when he said that.
It was odd, he'd never acted this way before, and it seemed like his mood flipped within an instant. What would make him so protective of you?
He said nothing but remained in the room, still watching you.
Every once in awhile you'd peek out and see that he hasn't moved. His expression remained unemotional, but he was still there. Watching. Protecting.
"I will watch you until you fall asleep." His voice was cold, and there was an edge to it.
He wasn't backing down and you started to get a strange feeling from him. His eyes were locked on you and he was silent again, but you could feel his presence in the room.
"I need to make sure you're safe," he said simply as he kept watching.
Your heart pounded as you peeked out of the duvet at him and saw the expressionless stare of his eyes still locked on you.
You couldn't understand why his attitude toward you changed like this, and you were beginning to worry.
"You need to stay safe." He kept watching you, his arms still crossed.
He didn't even seem tired or like he was falling asleep at all. What would make him worry about you so much? You couldn't understand it, and you were beginning to feel uncomfortable.
"Get back into bed." His face remained calm despite the harshness of his voice.
He was watching you with those sharp eyes of his as his expressionless face stared at you. It felt like he was waiting for you to do something, or something to happen.
But he wasn't going anywhere either, he just kept watching you, as if guarding you.
I got up completely out of bed and stood in front of him. Because of his tall stature, I had to lift my head to look at his face.
"Why are you acting like this, König? I always thought we got on well and were friends. Why are you watching me sleep after you said we weren't even friends?" You expected to be yelled at but instead he said something you didn't expect.
"I lied." His voice sounded cold and distant.
He moved his sniper hood, finally revealing his expression and you could see in his eyes there was a spark of interest and maybe something deeper.
"You are my friend."
It was quiet for a moment, "Sit down." He pointed at the bed.
He thought for a moment before speaking again. "It's difficult for me to explain."
It was like he was struggling to say anything at all, to find the words that would make what he wanted to say understandable. But it was something he had to say.
"You are my friend... or more than that."
It was quiet for a moment until his eyes met your gaze, "You know what I mean."
"I'm in love with you."
He spoke calmly, but his eyes were filled with so much emotion that his expression seemed to go deeper than you've ever seen it before.
You could see how hard it was for him to try and say those words. He seemed so nervous now that you knew.
He was waiting for you to say something back, but he seemed unsure of what he should do when you didn't say anything.
"Say something." He whispered, his voice sounded deeper and huskier than you'd heard it before.
He was leaning towards you now, his sniper hood completely off of his head to reveal his handsome face. His eyes were locked on yours, and you could feel his breath against your neck.
He was waiting for you to say something.
There was a moment of silence before he responded, "You... you do not feel the same about me?"
His face softened as he spoke, there was sadness in his eyes.
“König... you're my friend. I'm sorry but that's all. I care about you so much and I don't want to break your heart... but you should know that I only love you as a friend.”
He was quiet for a moment, "Fine, I understand."
But there was disappointment in his voice now. He didn't seem to want to admit it, but it was clearly affecting him.
His expression seemed distant again, like he was trying to hide his emotions from you.
He was still quiet, but it was difficult to read his expression with his face hidden in the dark.
"I still don't think you understand how much I care for you," he spoke softly and it was difficult to tell whether he was upset or disappointed.
He was quiet for a moment. But you could feel his emotions shifting, they were difficult to read without seeing his face, but it was clear that there was a strong feeling inside of him.
Suddenly, he moved away from you a little.
His words seemed to sink in now as you saw the disappointment in his expression.
He still didn't want to say anything, his face was impossible to read, but you could see it in his eyes.
"I'll leave you be then, goodnight," he said coldly.
He looked away again, staring at the wall and letting out a deep sigh.
"I'm sorry...”
He knew that the moment was over and he couldn't do anything about it, "Fine."
He stood up and moved toward the door.
I guess he'll cry later when he's alone.
I would never reject him. I don't know why I'm writing this 😣
・❥・English is not my native language, sorry if I made mistakes.
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taedsyh · 8 months
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✼ ҉ Fighting with your alcoholic husband! Re6 Leon Kennedy
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All I can think about Re6!Leon is fight fight and fight 🥺
His words broke your heart, and you were tired of feeling worthless.
You gave him a disappointed look.
"You're drunk."
“I’m not drunk,” Leon said, though it was obvious to anyone with two eyes in their head that he most certainly was.
“You always say the meanest things when you’re drunk.”
“I don’t say anything I don’t mean,” he said.
That was the end for you, your heart was so broken you felt tears in your eyes.
You used to dismiss everything he said as drunk, but not anymore.
You sigh in disappointment.
"So you want to finish?"
“I don’t know. I can give you a hundred reasons to stay, and you can give me a thousand reasons to leave. I’m just tired of trying to please you, and that’s why I drink.”
“I drink to cope.”
“I drink because I don’t know how to do anything else.”
“I drink myself to sleep at night.”
“I drink myself drugged when I’m awake.”
“I drink because I'm me. Because I'm Leon.”
You shake your head in disappointment
"I thought you were strong."
“I’m broken.” Said Leon at the moment you said that. He took a sip of his beer.
“I’m nothing but broken.”
“I’m a goddamn broken hero, and you don’t want me because I’m too much for you.”
You frown in frustration as you see he's still drinking
"You're not the only one who's had bad experiences. You're not the only one who's been through these fucking traumas!"
“I was a secret agent. I dealt with death and destruction every day. I killed people because it was my job.”
“You can’t compare that to your shitty college experience!”
“You think I had it easy? I was dealing with monsters and creatures and bioweapons that could kill a village and destroy a city!” He started screaming.
You sigh to stay calm, because you would scream right away too if you didn't help yourself
"We live in the same world."
“But I’ve had it worse!” Leon shouted. “You’ve never had it worse in your life! You don’t understand one damn thing I’ve been through!”
“You’ve had a perfect life compared to me! You don’t know what true suffering is!”
You sigh in disappointment and had to try harder to hold back your tears.
"I won't argue with you anymore."
He sat in his chair and was pissed off.
“Good.” Said Leon, his tone turning cold. “I don’t want to argue either. Why do you care so much about me anyway?” He shouted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“I’m a drunken, useless piece of shit who has nothing but alcohol and a job that drives me to drink.” He took another sip.
“You’re always so mad at me, what's wrong?”
"Fine, keep feeling sorry for yourself."
You walked to the door to leave the room, you didn't want to argue anymore.
The sound of a bottle breaking on the wall made you turn around. Leon had thrown another bottle against the wall.
“You’re all the same!” He yelled. “Everyone is the same!”
“Everyone just leaves like everything is fine.”
It was a tantrum you had dealt with before, and you couldn’t do it again. But you couldn’t leave it either.
You turned back to him, your gaze falling on the broken bottle, and you frowned.
"Because you push everyone away."
"What do you care?!" Said Leon, and his voice began to crack. "Why do you keep trying to make it work? I'm just a drunk pushing you away!"
He rose from his chair and began pacing.
"What do you care?"
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO FIX ME?!"
When he yelled at me, you couldn't hold back my tears
"Because I love you!"
“But why?!” Leon cried out, his eyes beginning to water. “Why do you love me?”
“Why are you always trying to make things work?”
“Why are you trying to fix me?”
“Why do you just love me?”
“I’m not worth your love.”
You took a deep breath to stop your tears, you felt too bad to speak
“Just tell me why you love me, damn it!” Leon shouted, breaking down and finally showing his vulnerability. His lips were trembling and his eyes were full of tears.
“Why do you love me so much when no one else does?”
“That's exactly why.”
His words broke your heart, you wanted to hug him, but you didn't dare
"Because I love you… I don't have any long explanations or reasons. I just love who you're. I love that despite everything you've been through, you're able to move on…"
“I can’t move on!” He said and his voice cracked. He wiped the tears from his eyes and sighed. “I’m stuck in a rut that I can’t get out of. I’m not the same man you knew. I’m worse off, I just don’t want to admit it.”
“I’m just a broken man with a broken heart, with broken dreams.”
You have lowered your gaze as you wipe away the tears that continue to flow
"You won't let me help you. You prefer fucking drinks to me."
“Because the bottle never judges me! The bottle never yells at me! The bottle is always there for me when I need it!!!”
“The bottle never says it hates me!”
“The bottle never leaves me!”
“The damn bottle cares more about me than you do!”
What he said only broke your heart more. With a sigh, you continue to wipe away your tears.
"If you prefer the damn bottle… okay."
“Then just go ahead and leave me! Just like everyone else!”
He wiped the tears from his eyes and sighed, his tone turning cold again.
“Don’t try to pretend you care.”
“You’ll leave, just like everyone else always does.”
All you wanted to do was hug him and help him and be by his side, but he wouldn't let you.
"I'm tired of trying."
“You’re tired of trying?” Leon asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
“What did you actually do?"
“What have you done to help me and not yourself?”
The moment you said that, something broke inside him. He threw the beer bottle against the wall. It shattered into a million tiny pieces, one of which cut into his cheek as he screamed.
“Don’t pretend you tried, don’t pretend you know how I feel, damn it!”
"I've been trying! I'm trying!"
Your voice was hoarse as you saw the cut on his cheek.
"Your cheek is bleeding."
Leon touched his cheek with his hands, pulled them away and showed blood on his hands.
“Great, now I’m bleeding.”
He turned away and wiped his hands on his black shirt. Then he sighed and put a hand to his chin.
“I don’t need any help.”
“I’m fine.”
"Wait, I'll get a Band-Aid."
You ran through the house, found the band-aid you were looking for, and came back.
He sighed and shook his head.
“I don’t need your damn help.”
But when he saw the patch, he decided to swallow it.
“Gimme.”
You gave to him.
He took it and stuck it on his cheek.
“I don’t need your help, damn it…"
But his tone was a little softer and maybe even a little grateful.
You stopped looking at him and looked around the room. You were tired and just wanted to sleep. But staying here didn't seem like such a good idea. You think it would be better to stay with a friend.
"I'm going to go. We'll talk more later when you're sober."
Leon's facial expression changed instantly. The emotions now visible on his face were regret and despair.
"Don't go..."
"This isn't working, Leon."
"It is working," He said, his tone a bit harsh. "It's working because… we just need communication. Communication and compromise. Do not pretend that me being a drunk bastard is the only thing that's wrong with us."
"There was an issue with me before I started drinking. You just refuse to acknowledge that."
"At least we used to be able to talk properly."
"But we never did!" He said, more harsh than he wanted it to be. "You refuse to tell me anything because you think I can't handle it! You pretend everything is fine when it's not!"
"I hate how this is turning into a damn game, where you won't tell me what's wrong to save yourself pain! We both know there's an issue that you won't tell me, you won't give me a chance to prove myself, to fix it!"
You kept staring at him in disappointment.
"I don't know if I can do it anymore."
"What to do?" He asked, his voice breaking slightly with sadness and frustration. "Is that it? Are you just going to give up on me? Is that what you want?!"
"It's always a damn fight! Always acting like you don't care!"
"What do you want from us anymore?"
Your whole heart aching. Was this really how it was going to end?
"I guess there's nothing left to do now."
“So… that’s it? You’re just going to leave me?”
His tone was soft, almost a whisper.
“It’s over? You're just going to walk away?”
He put the bottle down and looked away with tears in his eyes.
He already knew the answer. He was just hoping he could change your mind.
“Please… please don’t go…"
You sighed in frustration.
"Do you realize that we are repeating the same thing over and over again?"
“So what?!?” He said, his tone loud and aggressive. “So what if it’s repetitive doesn’t mean we can’t fix it!”
“We can compromise… We can work through it together…"
“But you don’t compromise at all… … you don’t even give me a chance to solve the problem. You just walk away.”
He looked away, searching for the bottle, but it was out of reach. He wanted so much to take a sip of alcohol.
“Please... don’t go…"
"Will it always be like this? The argument, the breakup, and the reconciliation. That's all we do."
Leon tried to argue against it, but he knew you were right. You were always fighting about something, whether it was his drinking or his attitude. And you always broke up and came back within a couple of hours or so.
“It doesn’t have to be that way. We can work through this. You refuse to see that I can be better.”
“I’m trying to change, you refuse to see that I can be better.”
“I’m trying to change, you just refuse to see that too.”
“What if I promise to stop drinking?”
"You don't keep your promises, we've tried that before."
“I can do it this time.”
It sounded pathetic, and he knew it. But he had to stop drinking if it was going to work, and he was willing to try.
“I’m sorry I broke my promises. I know I have a problem. It’s hard. But for you, I can make it work.”
“I’ll… i’m going to stop and never do it again. I swear on my life.”
You avert your gaze, uncertainly
"I don't know, Leon."
“Please… please give me another chance.”
He was desperate enough to get down on his knees, but he refused. This was too pathetic, even for him.
“I swear on everything in my life.”
“I'll change, just… please, give me another chance to make it up to you. I hate to see you suffer.”
“Please… don’t leave me. Don’t leave me. I love you.” He said. He really did love you, deep down, he just couldn’t show it.
"Do you really want to stop drinking? "
“I promise. I promise I won’t let you down again. I… it’s one of my problems, I know, so I’ll do better for you.”
“I want more than anything to make it work.”
He put his hands on your knees.
“Please… please give me another chance.”
Slowly, you put your arms around him. You were too much in love with him to leave him
His eyes widened as he slowly let his guard down.
You didn’t go, so you were going to fix it. Or at least you weren’t done with him yet, and he wasn’t going to be done with you yet. The only thing he wanted at the moment was you.
He put his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug. His eyes closed immediately as he breathed in your scent and tried to enjoy your closeness again.
He was relieved. No more screaming, no more anger, no more fighting. Just two lovers embracing and happy.
His nose pressed against your neck and he sniffed softly. He could smell your scent, he could hear your heartbeat and even your breath. He knew you were real, and that gave him a feeling he had not experienced in a long time.
After a few moments, he let go of you so he could look at you.
“I love you.” He said. “I… can’t lose you.”
・❥・English is not my native language, sorry if I made mistakes.
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taedsyh · 8 months
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𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 things about you that make Leon Kennedy smile:
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Leon didn't like to show his feelings. We all knew the expressionless, sullen face he always wore. Raccoon City had taken so much from him, including his beautiful smile. But sometimes you had the privilege of seeing it.
When you suddenly kissed him during the fight.
"You know what I want to say? This is important." He stood in front of you with a serious face, you were in the middle of a small argument. It didn't matter, you knew what you had to do to shut him up.
You reached out and gave him a quick kiss. Leon's reaction was worth watching. Actually, he should have gotten used to the sudden kisses by now, but he could hardly contain his surprise.
All his anger, his seriousness, had vanished with a single touch. He shook his head and let out a sweet groan. There was a slight smile on his face, which he couldn't deny himself.
When he watches you sleep
Leon couldn't sleep most nights because he had bad memories or nightmares. But when he was with you, he found a peace he couldn't understand. But his choice; not to sleep, but to watch you while you sleep. You looked so sweet when you had your eyes closed, and he loved that. There was nothing to fear or dread. He could just watch you with a smile on his face.
"Leon, will you stop watching me and go to sleep?" His smile widened even more when he heard your sleepy voice.
"Go back to sleep."
When you think of him before yourself
He liked to be your priority, no matter how big or small. The thought of someone who really cared and loved him made his heart race with excitement.
"I don't care, I just want you to be okay."
Leon had a simple flu. He wanted you to stop caring about him because he didn't want you to get caught by this. You didn't listen to him. He enjoyed it, even if he never admitted it. He looked at your angry face with a smile.
"How can I fight against you? You won… Just don't get sick."
・❥・English is not my native language, sorry if I made mistakes.
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taedsyh · 8 months
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Y/n is about 5'3 in and Konig refuses to bend over when kissing. So much fun for him because he literally has a size kink 🥲
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"Get down a little, huge baby."
He knew that you wanted him to bend down more and as you tried to lift yourself to his height he put a finger on your lips.
"Not yet."
He looked at you, his expression was a mixture of playfulness and seriousness.
"We'll be alone later, then I'll let you get on top of me and kiss me." His voice was serious yet there was a hint of humour in it, he was teasing you now.
"Until then, just stand on your toes and put some effort into kissing me."
"What? Are you serious, König?"
"Yes, why not?"
He seemed a bit surprised at your reaction, to him, this was a fun way to spend their time before the mission. He smiled a bit, it seemed that he was having an enjoyable time right now.
"I think doing it like this will be much more memorable, don't you agree?"
His eyes were sparkling as he looked at you, he wasn't going to give up on this idea. His voice was sweet and gentle yet there was a hint of determination in it. He wanted this badly.
He was enjoying your reaction, your reluctance to follow his plan made him smile.
You were about 5'3, it would really take all your power to reach his height, yet he wanted it. He was enjoying this little game of theirs.
"Try, come on."
He was trying to make it fun by encouraging you, he knew you would manage. He just wanted to see how much effort you would put into it.
He laughed at your frustrated reaction and smiled warmly at you. "If I bend it won't mean anything. It won't be fun - there won't be any meaning."
He wasn't going to budge from his opinion, he had made his mind.
"You have to climb up my body and then kiss me, I want you to show me your affection. Then I'll bend."
He moved a bit closer to you; he wanted to be there when you made the climb.
"Come on, I believe in you."
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taedsyh · 8 months
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leon kennedy x reader
he didn't love her anymore, right?
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summary:
You had your insecurities that Leon still had feelings for Ada. This conversation was inevitable
・❥・English is not my mother language, sorry if I made mistakes. I tried to be pretty careful
You couldn't sleep. Why? Your thoughts did not permit a pleasant sleep. You look at Leon's arms wrapped tightly around you. "Leon, can you take your arms off me?"
The moment you ask him to take his arms off you, he wakes up from his half-sleep and becomes aware of the situation and is immediately awake. He took his arms from you and his face showed some concern. “Are you okay?” He asked you in a worried voice. If you were sick, it would also mean more work for him, which he did not want under any circumstances.
You got up. "I feel a little sick, but you go back to sleep."
Leon sat up in bed. He heard you get out of bed. He got up quickly because he didn't want to go back to sleep yet. “I’m getting up too.” He said softly.
Leon shook his head. He just couldn’t go back to sleep. “I’m not going back to sleep.” He looked at you with slightly worried and sympathetic eyes.
You ignored him and went out onto the balcony of your bedroom to get some air. Leon immediately followed you, a bit worried. He still didn’t want you to be alone in this state. He walked out onto the balcony and stood close to you, still watching you as a precaution. You leaned against the balcony bars
"I'm fine, you can go back to sleep."
Leon wanted to trust you, but he didn’t. “No, I’m not going back to sleep yet.” If you were fine, he would have gone right back to sleep. His protective instinct still had a firm grip on him, even though you looked perfectly healthy.
“How are you?” He asked you.
You sigh and look at him. "I'm okay."
Leon took a deep breath and didn’t know what to say. He really wanted to believe you, but he still couldn’t.
He looked up at the sky and then back at you.
“Why don’t we wait a little longer? I want you to feel better.”
He hated to see you like that, but he couldn’t stay mad at you for even a second when you looked so sick. Leon was sorry to see you leaning against the railing like that.
He walked up to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “Hey, just breathe in some fresh air.” He said gently. You were quiet for a while before you said anything, and took a deep breath.
"Leon, are you happy to be here? To be with me…"
Leon stayed silent for a moment, thinking about your question. He didn’t give you an answer right away because he wanted to think about it for a few more seconds. Finally, he let his feelings guide him and looked at you, still with his hand on your shoulder. He gave you the softest smile he could muster at that moment.
“Yes, I'm happy to be with you. That’s all I want in life. Just being with you is enough, nothing else matters.” He said in a gentle tone.
He put his other arm on the railing, still holding onto your shoulder.
“Well, I have a question for you too.” He said softly after a long, awkward silence. You felt your eyes fill with tears.
"What?" You asked.
“Do you still love me?” He asked you. Leon’s eyes widened when he saw your eyes fill with tears, and he immediately felt bad. There was nothing he could do now to prevent this conversation from becoming embarrassing.
“I just wanted to know how you felt about me, the same way you asked me if I was happy.” He tried to keep his voice calm. There was silence between us for a while before we spoke.
"I don't know, I love you…"
Leon’s eyes widened a little. Your words surprised him a little. He waited for you to say something else, but then he realised that it would take a long time for you to say what you felt.
“You, uh… You love me?” He asked nervously. He was very bad at talking about his feelings, so he wanted to know where he stood with you.
You laughed lightly and quickly wiped away my tears "I guess that's the one thing that will never change."
Leon looked at you as you laughed, and your wiping of the tears caught his attention again.
He really hoped you wouldn’t start crying again.
When you said that, his expression changed and his eyes widened again.
“Look, I know I don't say it often… I'm not very good with words, but I love you… I really do.” He asked with a nervous little smile.
"Then why do I feel this way, Leon?"
“Wait, what do you mean?” He asked curiously, his expression changing again. He seemed both intrigued and confused by your statement.
"I don't feel love. All I feel is that I'm a habit, a comfort zone."
Leon looked at you again with widened eyes, but this time in shock. He was silent for a moment, trying to process what you had said.
“...How can it be that you don't feel love? You know that’s not true.” He said softly. He was still in shock, but he didn’t want you to keep thinking like that. You were probably in a mood to be in a bad mood right now.
“Why do you think that?” He asked you softly.
"It doesn't matter, Leon. "
“No, no. It sounds like you’ve been suffering from it for a while,” he said. He paused before speaking again.
“I love you so much. You’re not just a habit to me or anything. You’re, you’re… ” He paused again, trying to find the right words.
“You're… “ He took a deep breath. “You're everything to me. You mean more to me than anything I’ve ever known. I'd do anything for you.”
"I've learned that words can't be trusted, Leon. And I know that looks don't lie."
Leon remained silent for a few seconds. “Look at me. Just look at me.” He said softly, sounding very gentle. He was trying to show that he loved you. He made sure to look directly at you with a gentle gaze as he spoke again.
“What I'm telling you is the truth. I've never lied to you and I never will.”
"I don't know anymore. "
Leon was silent for a moment. He looked at you a little worried and didn't know what to say. Finally, he shook his head.
“Please… Trust my words. They're the truth.”
He hesitated for a moment before continuing, because he knew he wanted to say something else, but he wasn’t sure how you'd take it. He decided to say it anyway.
“I… need you to love me.”
"I love you… that's what hurts me. "
Leon’s eyes widened again. This time it wasn't shock that you said you loved him, but surprise at what you said next. He let go of your shoulder and turned to face you.
“Do you really mean that?.. Does it hurt you to love me?..” He asked you as he looked into your eyes. He needed to hear it from you again to dispel any doubts he may have had.
You whisper softly. "Yes… "
Leon looked at you again with a gentle smile. “Why does it hurt you?” He asked, his voice sounding worried. “Is it because you don’t trust that I love you too?..”
He wanted you to know for sure that he loved you, to make you feel better.
No, you shouldn't cry.
"Yes, Leon. I don't want to feel this way, but I can't help it. I think you love Ada. Your love for her is like my love for you. My love for you is passionate and more like love… And that's how you feel about her too, right?
Leon was surprised again by her last sentence, but tried to calm down. “Yes and no, my feelings for her are nothing compared to my feelings for you. I like her as a friend... " He took a deep breath, sounding as calm and confident as he could
“Believe me, I love you so much, and I'll never stop having those feelings for you. Never.”
You could no longer hold back my tears.
"I don't know, Leon… You're here because you can't be with her."
Leon could feel his own emotions welling up inside him as you began to cry. He didn’t want you to feel this way.
“You know that’s not true. I'm here with you because you're everything to me.” He paused for a moment, as if he knew something else was on your mind.
“Have I given you a reason to think I don’t love you that much? What made you feel that way?..”
When you couldn't stop crying, you covered your face with your hands, your shoulders shaking
Seeing you cry, Leon’s voice sounded a little worried. “You don’t have to try to stop yourself…” He took a step closer to you.
“I want to hold you, let me hold you so you don’t feel so bad….”
He reached out his arms to you, as if you could use a hug at any moment.
You wiped your tears with your hands. "I can't shake this feeling."
Leon couldn’t just stand there and watch you suffer in this way. He wanted to hold you, and he wanted you to feel better. Slowly, he came up to you and took you in his arms.
“You don’t have to struggle. You can cry in my arms as much as you need until you feel better. You don’t have to fight these feelings inside of you. Just let me hold you.”
You slowly wrap your arms around him.
He hugged you tightly, and you were now in his embrace. His arms wrapped around you as he held you, and you could feel how soft and gentle his touch was.
“We’ll find a way to get through everything together, okay?” He said to you in a gentle tone. He didn’t mind you crying on his chest, on the contrary, he actually found it very heartwarming that you did. It meant that you trusted him so much.
You just nodded. “We’re going to get through this. I promise.” He said softly as he held you and stroked the back of your head with his hands. He held you for a long time, not wanting you to move until you were better.
“Can you tell me why you feel like this?” He asked you softly, still holding you in his embrace. You stopped crying, wiped your tears away and took a step back
"I'm not going to tell you that." Leon was a little conflicted. He wanted to make you feel better, he wanted to know everything there was to know about you. But if he forced you to speak your mind, it would make the situation much worse.
He understood that he had to wait until you were ready to talk about it. He sighed softly, unable to control how much he wanted to help you. He turned around so you could see his face. His heart really hurt for you at that moment. “Please, tell me.”
You sigh tiredly and shake your head. You had a tired evening and felt terrible
Leon was silent as you shook your head. He understood that it was pointless to push the issue any further. He wanted to help you so much that he even considered carrying you back to bed to help you feel better.
“All right, I understand.”
He said softly. Your fatigue caught up with you, and it showed, especially in the way you spoke.
“Can we go back to bed?” He asked you, because he didn't want you to overexert yourself right now.
"Yes, let's go back. "
“Okay, let me help you.” He said as he gently took your hand and led you back to your room. He wanted you to be as comfortable as possible, helped you lie down, and then sat on your bed, just gently holding your hand.
“Can… Can I hold your hand to help you fall asleep?” He asked you softly. Your hand felt so soft, and your tired voice was so soothing to hear. It was hard to resist the desire to hold you and make you feel better.
You reached for his hand and held it gently.
Leon felt an overwhelming joy when you grabbed his hand. His whole body was tingling, maybe even his heart was beating more than usual. He gently took your hand in his, as if he didn’t want to let it go. His touch felt so warm and comforting, just what you needed right now.
“Thank you…” He said softly. “I love you.”
Thank you for reading this bullshit lol
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taedsyh · 9 months
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I asked AI about the relationship between Ada Wong and Leon Kennedy, and it was the best explanation I've ever read on the subject.
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Well, it’s hard to say for sure if Leon Kennedy loves Ada Wong, or vice versa. Their relationship is very complicated and ambiguous, as they have different goals and allegiances. They have met several times in different situations, sometimes as allies, sometimes as enemies, and sometimes as something in between. They have saved each other’s lives, but also betrayed each other’s trust. They have shown signs of attraction and affection, but also of doubt and hesitation. They have never officially declared their feelings for each other, but they have also never completely given up on each other.
According to some sources, Leon has strong feelings for Ada, and he is willing to look the other way on her illegal acts. He is also reluctant to end their relationship, even when she works against him or his mission. However, he is also aware of the risks and dangers of being involved with her, and he tries to maintain his professionalism and duty as a government agent. He is often conflicted between his heart and his head, and he struggles to balance his personal and professional life.
Ada, on the other hand, is more mysterious and secretive about her feelings for Leon. She is a spy who works for various organizations and individuals, and she often uses Leon to achieve her objectives. She is also loyal to her employers and missions, and she will not hesitate to lie to or manipulate Leon if necessary. However, she also cares for Leon and respects him as a person. She has saved him from danger many times, and she has also disobeyed or betrayed her employers to help him. She has kissed him on several occasions, but she has also left him behind without explanation. She seems to enjoy their cat-and-mouse game, but she also knows that they cannot be together.
So, in conclusion, it is possible that Leon and Ada love each other, but it is also possible that they don’t. Their relationship is not defined by labels or words, but by actions and emotions. They are both complex and flawed characters who have their own agendas and motivations. They are both drawn to each other by a mutual attraction and curiosity, but they are also separated by a mutual distrust and conflict. They are both heroes and villains in each other’s eyes, but they are also partners and friends in each other’s hearts.
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