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Day 1 | Aug 14 » Mind on You / Working Late / “I thought you were someone else."
Day 2 | Aug 15 » AU - Infected / Heatwave / “They didn't belong.”
Day 3 | Aug 16 » AU - 40s / Mundane Moments / “I'll be gone for a while.”
Day 4 | Aug 17 » Dating Sim / Real-life Captain America / “Really want to kiss you.”
Day 5 | Aug 18 » Matching / WLW / “Missing you, always.”
Day 6 | Aug 19 » Rescue Mission / Bed hair / “Go. Away.”
Day 7 | Aug 20 » AU - Purge / Carnivals / "Your face is fucked up."
Day 8 | Aug 21 » Free Choice
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Leon tells Chris about what happened during his time in Spain.
The moment Rebecca got up and left for the bathroom the air got thicker. Chris studied Leon’s face as his eyes flicked from the bottle on the table to the window, then back to the bottle again. Chris knew if he didn’t say anything nothing would change until Rebecca got back and he had a feeling that’s how Leon hoped things would go. But Chris had too many questions, couldn’t stand to see the painful apathy in Leon’s eyes without at least trying to figure out what was going on.
“Leon.”
Leon’s head whipped around at the sound of his name and he looked like he was about to snarl at Chris to get him to stop talking, but Chris expected this reaction and pressed on without pause.
“I know you don’t want to talk about it, but I need to know what happened in Spain. Not about your mission, I was briefed on that – what really happened. What happened to you.”
“It’s–” Leon tried to interrupt, but shut his mouth when he saw the raw emotion in Chris’s eyes. Leon knew how much they’d both been through and how important this must be to Chris to make his emotions so unguarded. So he pursed his lips and sat back.
“I know the mission itself was trying but it’s not like you haven’t seen anything like it before. Something else happened. Tell me what happened.”
There was a beat of silence, Chris’s brows furrowed and mouth still slightly open.
“Please.”
Leon held Chris’s gaze for less than a second before his eyes flicked down to the table again. He let out a breath and his body slumped forward.
“Fine. But you have to let me get another drink.”
Chris rolled his eyes and a wry smile made its way onto his face. He said nothing, just scoffed and waved over the waiter who had been standing awkwardly by the counter.
Once Leon had his drink in hand, Chris turned toward him expectantly. Leon looked over at him and rolled his eyes like he was about to go back on his promise, but he started talking before Chris could start questioning him again.
“There was… an ally we found along the way. He was tied up in the basement of one of the houses and he was the only other person I’d seen besides Ashley and I who wasn’t infected. He was a bastard at first, left me chained up after he’d escaped when we both got kidnapped. But he ended up saving my life. Our lives.”
There was a look in Leon’s eye Chris had trouble placing. It was pain and guilt but with a hint of… care? Fondness? He had to stop himself from leaning toward Leon as he started to speak again.
“Ashley and I did end up getting infected. We fought it off for as long as we could but we wouldn’t have had a chance without Lu– him. He was a scientist and had a lab nearby with the equipment needed to get rid of the parasite. It’s the only reason we survived.”
Chris tilted his head at Leon’s almost slip of a name, but didn’t press about it for fear of Leon closing off completely. He just focused on keeping his breath steady and looking at Leon.
“He was a scientist for Umbrella actually, if you can believe that. Helped make Nemesis and everything. But the second he found out that’s what his work was being used for he left. I asked why he was helping us once, and all he said was that it made him feel better. It confused me then but after I found out about his connections with Umbrella, well…”
Chris had tensed at the mention of the corporation but kept silent, questions on the tip of his tongue but not confident enough to ask them yet.
Leon turned to him and narrowed his eyes.
“I can hear you thinking. Just say it.” he all but spit out.
“Did he… Well, what’s his name, first?”
Leon’s mouth formed into another pained smile.
“Luis. His name was Luis. He didn’t make it. Krauser, he came out of nowhere and–”
Leon stopped short, turning away and taking another swig of his drink. Chris lowered his gaze, putting the pieces together fairly easily. He knew this wasn’t the first time Leon had lost someone he cared about, nor would it be the last, but this time something was different. There had been something so important about this man Luis that caused his absence to have this effect on Leon.
“He deserved to make it out. To try again. I… I wanted him to be able to make a new life.”
Chris was hit with a wave of understanding. Leon loved this man. Regardless of how long they’d known each other, regardless of what he’d done in his past, Leon loved him.
Christ quickly stamped down the pang of jealousy that bubbled up – it wasn’t the time for that. He could deal with his own emotions later, he’d been keeping them tucked away so long that a little longer wouldn’t make a difference.
“Leon, I’m sorry. But I understand now, and that’s all I wanted. I don’t know if there’s anything I can do to help, but I sure as hell couldn’t sit here and watch you hurt without knowing the reason. So thank you.”
Leon finally looked at him again, face pulled taut but a silent thank you in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something more, but he didn’t get the chance as a man stormed in, cutting their conversation short.
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