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The scars we share [Leon Kennedy Soulmate AU] [Part 1]
Warnings: Mentions of scars
Tags: Fluff, comfort, Leon as a protective friend!
Words: 1.3k
Summary: You and your soulmate share scars. While you worry about them, the man you met in the supermarket worries about you.
"In this world people find their soulmate through the strangest things. Sharing a red string. Seeing the world in black and white till the right person appear or having a word written on your arm. Every pair of soulmate has an unqiue bonding."
The page ends there. The paragraph in this book alone left you annoyed and you smashed it straight against the wall, hoping it will throw away your negative feelings too. The excitment of having an own soulmate quickly disappeared, when you found out that your supposed partner and you shared scars. Every time when they get hurt, you get the same scar. Same the other way around. First it was nothing to worry about, it was simple things like a cut on the finger. This was the first scar that they gave you. A small white line on your pinky finger, like a pinky promise that your soulmate will forever be a part of you.
Over the time, the scars appeared more frequent. On your chest, shoulder, hips and legs. First it worried you, maybe your fated person was in danger? But time passed and it quickly became a bothersome issue. Yes, you're still worried for them but at the same time people thought you're the one in danger.
Thats how you met Leon, some millitary guy at the store. The man actually had trouble buying groceries, so you kindly helping him out. While taking a pack of dishwasher tabs from the higher asile shelves, the sleeve from your shirt fell down, exposing the rather nasty scars on your arm. The man definitly noticed since he started to ask in a low tone. "Are you okay?" The sudden low-voiced question caught you off guard and it took a moment for you to realize what he was talking about. "Oh, those? It's from my soulmate. Don't worry, I'm absolutely fine!" You forced yourself to laugh and hoped it reassured the worrying man. It was sweet for him to worry about you, despite knowing you for only a short moment.
Leon and you ended up becoming friends and exchanging phone numbers. He is an absolute sweetheart despite his stoic and serious face. And he ended up giving some useful tips for treating scars. Apparently even an military guy like him does a good skincare routine. He would also check up on you a lot, asking for your well-being and if you got more scars. He was like your personal male mom-friend.
Few days passed and you're sitting on the couch, caressing your elbow. Your soulmate actually managed to give you both a scar on the elbow. Exactly when you wanted to groan in frustration, a message popped up on your phone display.
'One new message from Mr.Lele'
Leon was sending you a link for a pricey skin lotion. Quite the sum for your poor budget.
"For your scars, I could give you some to try out." Sweet carrying mom-friend.
This was the reason for your first visit in his minimalistic appartment, and you could swear this man has more dust in his home than furniture at this point. He excused it by explaining that he's usually on business trips or crashing at other places. The whole appartment was just a cheap space to store the things he owned. It was hard to make out what kind of person Leon really was based on his belongings. While he fetched the lotion from the small bathroom, you walked around his bedroom and looked at the different items. Among them was a cute little postcard with a childish drawing, on it were three people presented as stickmans. A brown haired woman in a red jacket, a small blond girl and a blond man in a police uniform. Over their heads was a huge text written in a red crayon. "ThAnK yoU foR sAvIng Me YoUr SherRy." Sweet.
Next to it was a picture, it showed Leon standing in a line with other men who wore military uniform.
That was all. Everything else didn't showed any important items. Just some dusty untouched books in a bookshelf that are serving as decoration, a dead potted plant and a simple selection of clothes thrown lazily over a chair.
"Got it." His smooth voice catched your attention. In an instant you turned around and greeted him with a smile before looking at the small lotion box in his hand. "Mind if I?" He pointed to your arm that he already saw in the supermarket. You didn't turned him down and raised up your sleeve, displaying your arm to him. Leon started to hold your arm gently and traced the lines of the scars with his thumb. It was sending a tingle down the spine. Somehow it felt right to feel his touch just like that. You even missed the worried gaze he held. The man was totally focused on your arm, frowining softly as if he felt guilty for your scars.
"I know. They look bad. But I'm sure my soulmate didn't gave me those on purpose. I'm actually hoping that they are okay." A chuckle escaped your lips as you rambled about your scars and sorrows. The whole moment felt right, as if Leon always has been your friend and you know each other for ages. "Maybe they are clumpsy, or bravely spending their time saving other people." The man seemed less tense and lets out a content sigh. "They are probably sorry for hurting such a stunning person as yourself."
That caught your off guard and heat rushed into your cheeks. Did he just gave you a compliment? His thumb continued to caress the skin and you could feel the care and love he puts into his movements, it felt soothing and relaxing. You could melt right there just from the single touch he gave you. "It will be cold for a moment." He warns as he got some white lotion on his fingertips. He massaged it with care onto the scars. The steel blue eyes watched the movements of his hands closely.
"How come you know so much about scar-treatment? Is military rough to you?" You quickly came up with a topic to speak about before he was able to see the thick blush on your cheeks.
He hesitated, probably thinking about what to say next. Maybe it was embarassing for him to admit that he simply had a thing for skincare? Or he has a deep secret backstory? The thoughts made you smile to yourself. No matter what it was, it was cute that he's sharing his knowledge and experience with you.
"I got a soulmate." He starts. "They seem to live a pretty peaceful life." His eyes looked up to meet yours. The worries and guilt turned into certainty. "Or at least a violent-free one." His grip tightens around your arm, but it didn't hurt. "And they make me feel save. To know that they don't get in danger or have risky military operations like me, makes me feel happy."
The way he spoke was like a personal speech, as if he was sharing something personal and important with you.
"I wanna see them save but at the same time I hurt them."
"I'm sure you don't, Leon." You touch his cheek gently to cheer him up a bit. He sounds genuinely like a good person and there is no way he is capable of hurting someone. Especially someone that he shares a deep bond with.
"I hurt you." Leon pushes on your scar. "Multiple times." Then he lifts his arm and touches your elbow. Your hips, your leg, your shoulder... And thats the moment when the conclusion came into your mind. Your eyes widden and left your mouth agape. There are so many questions. So many words. And yet only one thing left your mouth.
"Are you hurt?"
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A shot right through your heart [Leon Kennedy HCs]
Summary: Leon takes the person he likes out for a date, despite all the locations for a romantic time together, he picked the gun range for some shooting practice. Little did you know that the target wouldn't be the only thing he hits.
• Leon came to pick you up at the local plaza right no time. He could spot your appearance from miles away, and damn he couldn't help himself but get a bit flustered to see you dolled up just for him alone. Maybe he should have told you about todays date activity but seeing you all pretty just for him was worth the secret.
• He was a gentleman at heart despite all the things he want through in his life, all the viruses, zombies and missions didn't made him forget about the manners a guy should have when it comes to dealing with a beloved person, such as you. Leon would carry your bag, open doors, and keep you safe by walking on the outer side of the sidewalk just for you in a heartbeat. You make him happy, so it's just right that he treats you well, right?
• The memory of the moment where you actually stepped next to him to see the shooting range will make him smile for the next few weeks. The awe was written all over your face, and the man couldn't help but thought it would look so incredibly cute as his phone wallpaper. But holding a camera in your face would lead to the fact that you tease him for it.
• Savety was a priority, next to your comfort and wellbeing. So he would keep you close the whole time. His arm holding yours, so you wouldn’t walk off. You pout a little bit, wanting to explore the range, but instead, Leon put on some savety glasses on top of your nose, pushing them gently behind your ears and caressing your hair before pushing it back. The man actually made sure that your styled hair won't fall out of place just because of his actions. Next, he would put some noise cancelling headphones on you.
• "Will you let me shoot too?" This question made his heart jump, seeing you interested in one of his usual activities. This was the start of introducing you to the wonderful world of weapons. Leon made sure to guide you all the way.
• His chest pressed against your back. He was definitely overtowering you. There was no way you could concentrate when a cute guy breathes you gently in your ear, making you aware of how close he was. His broad hands cupped your while you tried to hold the weapon he picked out for you with a steady grip.
•"Easy, sweetheart. There are other things you could choke with your hands instead of the gun." It was just a flirty joke, but it definitely made you lose focus even more, which results that Leon rearranged your positions. With his help, you manage to get a few decent hits in the target. You two had the time of your life by simply putting bullet after bullet into the target signs.
• "You know, the target isn't the only one you hit." Leon let you turn around to face him, his cheeks are covered in a slight blush, and you can see him come undone just by looking into his eyes. "You managed to shoot straight through my heart, good work."
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Lavender warmth [Leon Kennedy Drabble]
Summary: You take a bath with Leon in the comfort of your home.
The small actions were the ones that made Leon absolutely fall in love with you, his eyes would follow your form as you do simple tasks like rearranging the flower bouquet that you got from him or sweeping the floor while listening to some kind of popular song that you're loving.
But his favorite thing is the way you take care of each other.
Yet, amidst the allure of your everyday grace, it was your unwavering care for each other that truly captivated Leon's heart. For him, missions were a descent into personal hell, a realm of dirt, blood, and the acrid scent of gunpowder that assaulted his senses with each deployment. The scars that adorned his body bore witness to the countless battles he waged, each one leaving its mark as a reminder that this will always be a part of his life.
But within the sanctity of your home, he found peace from the shadows of his past. Here, he could shed the facade of the fearless agent and simply be Leon. Your tender care enveloped him like a warm embrace, erasing the wounds in his mind and offering solace in the midst of chaos. In your presence, he found sanctuary, a haven where he could lay down the burdens of his duties and embrace the simple joys of being loved.
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“Hold still.” You giggle in a cheerful tone as your fingers squish the wet hand towel in your grasp. The water in the bathtub had a very comfortable heat and together with the smell of lavender it invited you two to a drowsy state. But you knew better, you two can sleep in your shared bed after the bath. Leon, his eyes kept looking at you, it was hard to tell what he was thinking in this particular moment but he looked truly at peace. His face had a gentle blush that even covered a small part of his ears and he willingly let you clean up all the dirt and dust of his body. The movements you did were careful and precise, trying to clean the fresh wounds without hurting him accidentally. He should relax and feel safe after all, instead of being uncomfortable.
“Is the water really okay? It doesn't burn your wounds right? I can add some cold water…” The way you still find something to worry made Leon chuckle and he lifts his wet hand to cup your cheek. “It's perfect my love.”
"Stay still," you whispered softly with a giggle, your fingers delicately pressing into the damp hand towel within your grasp. The warmth emanating from the bathtub enveloped you both, with the soothing scent of lavender lingering in the air. Despite the tempting call to succumb to drowsiness, you remained resistant, knowing that rest could wait until after the bath and your shared bed would wait for the two of you.
Leon's gaze never wavered from you, his eyes holding a mystery you couldn't quite decipher in that moment. Yet, there was an unmistakable tranquility etched across his features, a serene expression tinged with a gentle blush that extended to the tips of his ears. He submitted himself willingly to your care, allowing you to tenderly cleanse away the dirt and dust from his body and wounds.
Every movement you made was with care and gentle, cleansing his skin without causing him further discomfort. Your fingertips rubbed across his skin, making him slightly tingly as you tended to his wounds with meticulous care.
You gently dabbed the warm, lavender-scented water onto Leon's skin, the flicker of candlelight danced around the bathroom, casting shadows on the walls. The steady rhythm of water trickling from the faucet provided a soothing backdrop to your intimate moment together.
"Is the water still bearable? Does it sting your wounds?" Your voice, tinged with concern, pierced the tranquil ambiance, a sign that you absolutely care about him. Even in the midst of your ministries, you found solace in worrying about his well-being. Yet, your fretting received a soft chuckle from Leon, his hand reaching out to caress your cheek with tender affection.
"It's perfect, my love," he reassured you, his voice a gentle murmur that echoed in the intimate space between you. And in that moment, as the water rippled around you, you found solace in his words, knowing that in each other's embrace, you were both safe and whole.
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Pin my love for you [Leon Kennedy headcanon]
Summary: Leon gives you cute pins for every achievement in your relationship.
• Despite the many things that occupied Leons head, he still was observing about all the things you do or like. He picks up every fine detail, your preferences in perfume, your favorite food or even how you like to wear your hair. And he adores everything about you.
• A certain thing he noticed is the two pins you wear on your favorite jacket. They are a bit scratched, showing that they must be old, and an idea sparks in his head.
• The first pin he got you was on your 6 months anniversary, it was a red rose and he pinned it onto the other two pins on your jacket.
"A rose for my wonderful darling. This one will last an eternity, just like my love." He always had the talent to be corny, but he definitely made your heart throb.
• The second pin, was a character from your favorite show. You two had a birthday date and spend cuddling while watching a tv marathon about your favorite show. Leon never watched it before, so you ended up rambling out all your passion for this show in every scene.
"You know, the only thing I need to watch is you."
•The third pin was a cardboard box with cute stickers. He gave it to you after you finished renovating and moving together. From now on you not only share one heart but also one home. "Home is wherever you are."
• The fourth pin was the face of a cute siamese cat. It was looking similar to the new pet cat that Leon gifted to you after returning home from a mission. The cat was exactly as clingy as your man, but luckily you had two arms to hold them both tight. "So you always have company when I'm not there."
• Your favorite pin was a white dove, gifted by Leon on the day you got engaged. It had small crystals and glittered like stars in the light. It would be a promise that your special day with him come soon and that he is only at peace with you at his side.
"I promise to be only yours and I will be devoted to you, my wonderful sunshine."
•Countless more pins would join your collection and you collect them in a velvet box, keeping them save. Other people collect flowers or pictures from their loved ones, but those pins telling the story of you and Leon. And you will cherish that with all your heart.
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24/7 [Leon Kennedy Headcanon]
Scenario: Your midnight snack carving hits you and the fridge doesn't have the things you want. So it's up to your boyfriend to take you on a nightly grocery shopping trip.
•Leon would wake up from the squeak of the fridge door, that old thing that was second-hand definitely needs a bit of oil.
•His head doesn't even think about why the fridge was doing a sound anyways during such a late time, maybe it's just his head that was still stuck in some liminal weird dream. So the only natural thing would be to lay back down and close the eyes once more.
•The second sound followed shortly, a quiet yet clearly disappointed groan that belongs to his dear partner. His hand would pat the spot next to him on the bed just to realize that you really wasn't in bed.
•"Lee! We're out of fruit loops! And there's no pudding left too." Your cute frown got illuminated by the fridge light and Leon couldn't help but think that you look absolutely adorable, even when in a bad mood.
•"Sorry, my love." His arms wrapped around your body as he pulls you close, his hand resting on the back of your head and you could feel a gentle kiss on your hair. "Wanna grab some? Now you made me hungry too."
•Leon wasn't hungry at all. But he knew you couldn't sleep once you carved a snack and going to the store just for your pudding would make you feel guilty for keeping him awake.
•"Really?" You beam happily and press a quick kiss on his neck. "Midnight Shopping Spree?" His nod at this moment fills you with euphoria. This was truly the man you love and cherish.
•Both of you ended up in some 24/7 grocery store. Leon pushes you in a shopping cart while you giggle and hold onto the colorful fruit loop box. Occasionally he would throw all the snacks you two usually liked onto you.
•Extra mentioned that you guys were bold enough to be in pyjamas. Leons jacket covered your bare arms and made you smell his scent.
•The whole excitement and Leon's familiar scent knocked you out like a light. In the end Leon had to carry you and the groceries to the car, but that's something he would do any time just for you.
•The thing that woke you up at 3am was Leons warm hand on your body and the words: "Love, we ran out of pudding, again."
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Good Morning Sunshine Prologue [Leon x Neighbour!reader series]
Summary: After your home got destroyed by a fire, you seek a sanctuary in Claire's apartment. The catch? Your neighbour is the opposite of a sunshine, but luckily, there's an unknown number brightening up your days!
Tags: Female Reader! | Stangers to Lovers | Slowburn | Neighbour AU x Wrong Number AU | Strong language, fluff, mention of trauma late on. Tags will get updated.
Bright flames roared, hungrily consuming the wooden elements and everything they could reach. The acrid scent of smoke filled the hallway, and crackling sounds echoed through the chaos.
Your eyes teared up as the smoke reached them and you forcefully pressed your dusty jacket to your face, covering your mouth and nose. All your senses were overloaded and adrenaline kicked in. You couldn't die here. With quick steps you hurried through the smoke-filled rooms, desperately looking for a free exit that wasn't blocked by the highly destructive flames.
The faint reflection of glass caught your attention from the side and you hurried towards the soot covered window. In a matter of seconds you dropped the jacket, long forgotten now, to cling onto the window to push it up, praying to whoever was watching over you for a miracle.
With enough strength, you managed to push it up, cracking the glass from the force. All you can focus on is the heat of the flames in your back and the darkness that stretches before you. You can either get eaten alive by the fire or jump from a high floor. All adrenaline pushes you forward and you finally take the step forward to jump…
…forward but the seatbelt quickly held your sweat-covered body back into the uncomfortable car seat. The stare that Claire gave you from the side didn't stay unnoticed and you quickly caught your breath, pretending you just didn't have a hyper-realistic nightmare from the events that happened a month ago.
“Same dream?” The woman chirps up and holds the steering wheel in a tight grip while muttering something about idiots being on the road without having the ability to drive a car right. Complaining about other drivers was a natural thing when you were a passenger in Claire's car. You wish you could just give a comment about her small rant instead of answering the question but you knew: Claire Redfield will ask till you answer her question. And the patience that the woman had is longer than any search history you own on your phone, and this was supposed to mean something.
“More like a nightmare.” You mumble and grab the seatbelt, trying to get some of the pressure of your chest so you can breathe properly. “Same as always, no worries.” Those words were far away from calming Claire's worries. She gave you another unhappy look and her eyebrows furrowed.
You knew Claire from highschool and you two became friends over a coincidence and you might call it the best one of your whole life because this woman is not only a true angel but also your very own independent girl friend. You had the best and the worst moments of your life with her and your bond was special.
“You know what, maybe you need a new perspective. A motivation in life, a very good one night st-” “Definitely not, Claire. I don't need to get laid.” You replied in a wheezy voice, pushing some strands of hair out of your flustered face. The car stopped in front of a red traffic light and Claire took the moment to stare at you in complete silence, taking in your features and reading your mood. Her eyes looked deeply into yours and you could swear that the woman tried to peek into your soul. You gasps playfully. Claire once told you, people who have eye contact with you for more than 6 seconds either wanna kill you or sleep with you. The memory makes you chuckle and you relax into your seat once more. “Claire Redfield, do you wanna hook up with me?”
The question caught the brunette off guard and she choked on her own salvia, coughing heavily before laughing loudly. “Always.” The way she laughs so carefree was infectious and in a matter of seconds you two were laughing and not even noticing the green light that the traffic light gave you. Another car behind you started to honk, which surprised Claire and made her speed up. “God people nowadays are always in a hurry.” You don't pay attention to her words anymore, since the apartment complex came into view. Claire lets you stay in her apartment for a while till you can afford your own place, you tried to decline but she insisted.
It took only a few more minutes till you stood in front of the building, taking in the not so charming view. It definitely needs a renovation or at least some better paint on those outside walls. You could swear this place looks like a historical pile of wobbly stones and people just label it as ‘home’. Claire told you the rent is cheap and seeing the building in person explains the reason for it pretty well. Claire was busy taking out the small suitcase of the car trunk, putting it next to you before following your gaze. “Home sweet home, dear friend.”
It took a while to get all your stuff up the stairs to the small flat that is owned by claire. Apparently, the elevator was broken for a while now, and there is no way that someone will actually repair the old trashy box. Not worth the money or the effort, at least that's what most of the other tenants mumbled in the hallways. And you slightly curse them for it, then obviously it was a painful struggle to get everything up, especially the heavy boxes. Your bones will definitely thank you in the night by giving you the pleasure of a sore back. Nothing is better than the delightful first back issue after freshly moving into a new home. Especially after your old one burned down, right?
You giggle about your own depressing thoughts, depression and Claire are the only friends that you need right now after all the catastrophes that entered your life, and maybe vodka. The four of you could throw the pitty party of the year with the cheapest confetti.
Claire was the one that ripped you out of your thoughts, her hand squeezing your shoulder softly to get your attention.
"Um so, there's something I have to confess..." She laughs nervously while rubbing the back of her head with a free hand. Typical Claire movement.
"You sold me to the mafia." It was a joke that came out of your mouth, laced with sarcasm and you act shocked by putting your hand on your chest and gasping loudly. "And I thought we had a special connection. I even lend you my lipstick in the car!" But the other woman quickly shook her head with another nervous chuckle.
"Actually.. It's a really messed up situation and I need you to help me, my adorable little guardian angel. I beg you on my knees." In an instant she was on the ground, seeming desperate and even clapping her hands together over her head. A sigh escaped your lips.
"Your prayers have been answered, tell me foolish woman, what crime have you commited in those noble times?" Hearing your words was enough for Claire to get back on her feet. Her hands clutching yours tightly.
"Okay so time to spill the tea. I gave your number to a guy who's been asking me for a date since ages to make him shut up...When he's texting you pretend its me and dump him for me!"
It took more than just a full minute to grasp the concept of the situation and the more you thought about it, the more question marks appeared over your head. But despite the weird context and the fact that she gave your number out to a stranger, you couldn't deny her. She's literally letting you live in her flat for free after all. You owe her one and it's time to pay back the kindness.
After you accepted to help her, she went out to buy some takeout for dinner as a thank you. This left you all alone on the couch, watching the world's worst cooking show. Basically a high-quality documentary about your awful kitchen adventures but with paid actors.
Suddenly your phone lights up, showing an unknown number.
???: Listen I apologize for earlier. It was wrong of me to pressure you like that but I really wanna close the case between us.
You: Sorry, I bet you're super sweet, a great guy. And you surely have a great humor but I don't wanna go out with you, sorry man.
???: What?? How are you coming up with such nonsense suddenly?
You: Don't pretent and just accept it, we won't get together.
???: Listen Ada, I'm trying to apologize and not to ask you out for dinner.
You: Ada?? Gosh you can't even remember the name of the girl you wanna take our for a date?!
You: It's C l a i r e. Not Ada. You're such a red flag, dude.
This text conversation surely hit your nerve, how can someone be such low scum? Not only asking for a date but hooking up with multiple woman? Is this some kind of playboy who likes to see people like her as objects?! Your fingers angrily pressed the keys on the keyboard of your phone.
???: You're not Ada??
???: Oh god! I'm terribly sorry I got the wrong number!...
You: Hooking up with so many woman that you get the names mixed up, hm? Your mother must be very proud of you.
???: What? I'm hooking up with no one, especially not with a random phone number.
???: Listen, I'm sorry ok? No need to get hostile now.
???: The names Leon by the way and you are claire right? I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding.
You angrily slap the phone onto the poor couch cushion and put your hands on your face, groaning in annoyance. You just dumped someone named Leon, without even knowing him.
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Cherry Kisses [Leon Kennedy Headcanons]
Scenario: Thanks to bad habits and lack of care Leons lips are mostly chapped or dry. Luckily his sweet partner is there to fix that!
Boyfriend!Leon who comes home after a long day or a tiresome mission. Who's face shows visible exhaustion and he would love to just drop on the couch to sit for a moment.
Bf!Leon who bites his lip whenever he's stressed or lost in thoughts, making them chapped in the process without him really noticing.
Bf!Leon who starts to smile when his beloved partner crawls onto his lap with a bright smile, nuzzling your head against his chest.
Bf!Leon who feels at home when your hand touches his cheek and stoke it with so much care and love that he can't help but lean into your touch.
Bf!Leon who's cheek is getting pinched because you are softly scolding him again for biting his lips and he can't help but find it cute how much you care for him, muttering a gentle "I'm sorry my angel, forgive me?"
Bf!Leon who lets you put different chapsticks on his lips. Your face hovering close to his and your hands gracefully applying cherry chapstick on his rosy yet chapped lips.
Bf!Leon who secrerly loves such close physical interactions and will ask in future if you can help him with some chapstick just to feel you close. Maybe his bad habit will turn into a good thing.
Bf!Leon who presses small butterfly kisses on your face and your neck with the cherry flavored chapstick, making you giggle because his lips tickle some spots.
Bf!Leon who pushes your hair to the side to give you a final longing kiss on your lips as if he's starving for you.
Bf!Leon who's lips now taste like cherries.
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The scares we share [Leon Kennedy Soulmate AU] [Part 2]
Summary: Leon and you are sharing more than just beauty tips in his home.
Warnings: Mild smut minors dni, groping, mentions about scars and body issues, slight angst, fluff, nervous/anxious Leon
PART 1 HERE
"Are you hurt?"
Leon glanced to the side, grabbing the plastic lid of the lotion that he carelessly put aside a moment ago. You could see how tense he was just from your question alone, and he pretended to put the focus on that single piece of plastic that he tried to screw back on the top of the lotion. His mind pondered how to answer you, and you patiently waited while watching his fingers play with the product in his hands. The poor man must have seen some things when such a question caught him off guard like that.
A few minutes passed, and his lips curled into a smile while he placed the lotion down on his desk. Only know were you able to see the scratched label on the front of the lotion. Leon must be a pretty nervous and pend-up person despite the first impressions that you got in the past. Just the thought about what he must have experienced to get such a trait left you frowning.
The man saw that newfound frown on your lips, and his expression quickly dropped once again, mimicking yours with a hint of panic. He must think that his long silence displeases you. "We have a good medic team at the military, so I am -" The way you shake your head makes his heart drop deep, and he immediately shuts up, holding his breath. The broken fingernails of his started to scratch on the lotion label once more, giving him something to do while waiting for your input.
"It's a stupid question. Especially because I think I already know the answer... but are you okay? Are you feeling hurt?" In this moment, you didn't thought but your hands started to act on their own. They gently pulled Leon close against your chest, letting him rest his head on your shoulders. It caught both of you off guard, but it was soothing, and none of you dared to pull away. "I am. When I found out about my soulmate...about you...I wished I wouldn't have one. The scars made me insecure." Honesty started to come out of you, and Leon listened carefully. "The scars made me cover up my arms, and I hated my body so much."
Leon noticed how tense you got, your fingernails digged gently into his shoulders as you held him with a tight grip, scared that he would suddenly disappear. But the man stayed put, melding into your touch with calm breaths. "But then I realized it's okay. There will be someone in the future who will like me, even in times when I don't like myself. And I found that someone." You gently placed your cheek on the top of his head, closing your eyes to savor the moment. "I found you, Leon."
Leon finally glanced up, trying to meet your eyes with his gaze, and he genuinely smiled. "Never had to search me in first place, darling. We are bound by fate." It caught you by suprise when he took your arm into his hand once more. The rough skin of his thumb runs over the scars on your arm that he previously treated, and he leaned down to kiss that spot.
"Also...will you let me treat the other scars too?" You blink a few times after he asked you. The roles are reversed and now Leon is the one that got you in a tight spot with a question, and that idiot is even enjoying it fully. His hand placed itself on your collarbone, moving down to the middle of your chest till it reached your stomach. The touch left tingles down your spine and you could feel your panties getting wet by his innocent actions. Leon actually managed to dodge your emotional questions by clouding your mind with his shared lust.
"Only if you want to. I'm not pushing you to anything, okay?" Leon was still cautious and responsible as he checks for your well-being despite his low chuckle. His hands doesn't move further till you give him a clear okay to do so. And he got you. You nod with a small smile, giving him the consent he needed all along. "Just let me do the work, sweetheart. I'll show you how amazing you actually are." His lips are dangerously close to your ear as he gently blows against it with his warm breath. It almost distracted you from his large hand that already found his way under your shirt, teasing your stiff nipples under your bra.
His other hand started to take off the lid of the lotion once more, dipping two of his long fingers into the cold creamy white lotion to guide it towards your stomach. The ice cold touch of the substance against your sensitive skin makes you flinch but Leon had you tight in his grip, pulling you closer against his hot body. "Stay still, princess."
Another generous load got spread across your tits after Leon lifted your shirt and opened your bra to expose your chest to the air. His big hands perfectly cup your chest as he massages the lotion into your skin, giving some extra treatment and stimulation to your nipples. The way he teasingly squeezed them sometimes left you squirming and panting in his touch, whining that he shouldn't tease you so much.
"Hold still, we are far from done." This was a personal promise because you could feel his massive buldge in his pants press against you, leaving you with the imagination what he has in store next.
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Blush for me [Leon Kennedy Headcanon]
Scenario: You find out your boyfriend is a walking coloring book with his tattoos and you enjoy putting blush on every single of them.
•Leon had many tattos on his arms and backs after some time. Some inspired by you and some just about memories and things he likes. You always look at them in awe since Leon Kennedy was looking damn good with tattoos.
•You found out that you can draw on his tattoos, when your lipstick accidentally sticked a bit to his cheek. Your giggle made him watch you in confusion and you quickly tried to remove the lipstick stain.
Apparently you only managed to spread the color, making it look like hes blushing.
•"Cute." You would kiss his other cheek too, doing the same again and your man still haven't figured out the reason for amusement.
•It was even more of an highlight when you managed to take a picture of him with the make-shift blush on his cheeks. This will definitely be the next valentines card for him.
•On the next day, you finally managed to convince him to put blush on his tattoos. First he was utterly confused but this man can't resist your cute face. "Alright, just a bit."
• A bit turns into a whole art session and you happily put blush and eyeshadow colors on his tattoos in delight. Leon wanted to stop you but seeing you so happy fills him with joy and he actually held still. Even when his arms started to fall asleep.
• Leon also started to ask you about your makeup, showing interest in the things you're doing. After multiple sessions he's even suggesting colors for his tattoos. On good days he even helps out a little bit, giving you both a special bonding time.
•His favorite moment was, when you were concentrated and he gently placed his hand on your cheek. Your eyes would look up with a sparkle and he would place his other hand on the other cheek to lean in for a kiss.
•Leon realized, you don't need makeup to blush for him. A kiss it's all it takes.
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Ties that bind [Leon Kennedy drabble]
Warnings: Fluff, slight Angst if you squint, mentions of abandoning, happy ending, RE2 Leon & no outbreak, female reader
Scenario: After growing close, Leon suddenly disappears shortly from your life, leaving you all confused and disappointed.
• Leon and you have an interesting relationship. It was rushed and not really on a healthy base at first. He came out of a break up, and his girlfriend left him when he moved to Raccoon City. You were there to catch him when he dared to fall hard with his life. The sweet receptionist that would bring his favorite coffee to the right times.
Leon wasn't usually a coffee drinker, the bitter taste would leave him shaking in disgust but somehow yours always tasted more sweet and instead of telling you to stop because he liked it, he kept playing along and actually drinking it. He didn't have the heart to turn down a gift from someone sweet as you.
Both of you got excited when he actually managed to talk to you properly during work time. His hands played nervously with his pen while he glanced at the fresh coffee on his table. "Do you usually drink coffee?" It was the first thing that came out of his mouth, and it definitely sounded more nervous and stuttering than he anticipated. He doesn’t know how, but you ended rambling about a small café where you got the perfect coffee blend, and he was definitely more shocked to find out that you invited him out to visit the café sometimes.
Your first date was in a vintage café, surrounded by the smell of fresh coffee and books. It felt right to sit there. He would tell you embarrassing stories about his life, making you laugh with that sweet voice of yours while you tell him about your fondest memories. It instantly clicked, despite the mess in Leons life and he was sure, maybe he can look over the past to start a future with you.
You two reached the point where you spend more time at Leons appartment than your own. It already included your favorite items, like the plushie he got you on the last carnival or the matching mug for your coffee sessions. His home had a piece of you. And there was no way that Leon wouldn't support that. He was a sweetheart, loving everything you show or tell him. Having your belongings in his own four walls was like a verification that he scored such an amazing girl.
Leon was mostly busy with work. Being a rookie cop takes a lot of effort and dedication. At least when he wants the respect of the other officers. You would always reassure him to focus on the important things. You would always have his back. But right now? You question if you have Leon at all.
No messages, no calls, no voice messages on the mailbox. He didn't tell you about any missions or trips. Of course, you worried for his wellbeing, but at the same time, you told yourself it's probably alright. He just had a bad week and needs some distance? It was all a lie to make you feel better.
You didn't see him at work during the next day. Your colleagues told you he was definitely present and just peachy as always. But the coffee on his table from the previous day was untouched and cold. The sweet note you wrote him already fell down from the lid, laying carelessly on the ground. You didn't bother to replace the cup but simply throw the current one away.
It was even more of a suprise when you found a note on your desk, written in Leons signature crappy handwriting to come over at his place after work. No hints, no other comments. Just a text to come and visit him. It was the ultimate hit that striked your poor heart and made you feel nauseous. He was breaking up with you after all.
Leon himself was leaving work earlier, rushing to his flat to prepare everything. It was a bit silly but he wanted to suprise you. He wasn't even aware of what damage he had had in the past few days. The poor guy has been too excited to set up a secret suprise for you and tried to avoid you so he didn't spoil it. Leon was innocent and dense, but he had good intentions.
Leons face dropped instantly when he opened the door and came face to face with your crying expression. Tears running down your cheeks from your red puffy eyes, your hands clenched painfully around your bag, and you looked pale. "If you wanna break up with me, then make it short. There is no need to waste our time even more." You tried to sound confident, but there was definitely a broken tone hidden in your voice.
Panic sets in, and the first thing he did was wrap his arms around you and pull you close into the savety of his embrace. "Honey, shh. Please calm down. I would never break up with you." His fingers comb through your hair, massaging your scalp gently as he desperately tries to calm you down.
"Then why didn't you talk to me? I haven't heard from you in three damn days!"
Now it was his turn to go pale. He didn't know that he had left her on her own for three whole days. Work and his planning made time pass by, leaving the poor man exhausted. "I'm so sorry, sunshine. Please hear me out." His thumb gently wiped another tear away from under your eye. "I would never avoid you on purpose. I lost track of time because of work and..." The man stopped himself.
"I actually want you to follow me."
Leon gently took your wrist, guiding you through the short hallway with the picture frames you hung up for him, into the cozy livingroom. The smell of coffee filled the room and he presented you his small work in dimmed lights.
The couch table had her favourite snacks, their mugs with fresh coffee and an photo album that included a small velvet box.
"How could I ever leave the woman that I wanna marry?"
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Good Morning Sunshine Chapter 1 snippet [Leon x Neighbour!reader series]
Tags: Female Reader! | Stangers to Lovers | Slowburn | Neighbour AU x Wrong Number AU | Strong language, fluff, mention of trauma late on. Tags will get updated. Slightly Mean Leon!
PROLOGUE here!
TAGLIST: @woofwoofwolf @galactict3a
The days passed, time really flies by when you are busy unboxing stuff and looking at low-quality job ads that could have been designed by a child. There was nothing that spiked your interest yet and it frustrated you. The old laptop that Claire gave you got put aside and you relaxed into the couch cushions, just staring at the ceiling lost in thoughts.
Maybe it was worth a thought to sell a kidney or an eye, there is no doubt that you would look great with an eye patch. How iconic would it be to start being a modern pirate? The ideas in your mind casted a smile onto your lips and you shook your head at your own silliness.
The sound of your phone pulled you quickly out of your daydreams and the bright name of your new message friend flashed up. Leon. Ada’s pseudo lover with relationship issues. You actually didn’t know what relationship this guy had with the woman called Ada, but based on the first impression it was a troubled relationship.
You haven't heard of Leon since that day, thinking that he actually deleted the conversation and moved on from his mistake.
“Hey Claire, can I ask you something??” For a short second you forgot that you’re pretending to be Claire. The actual guy that you should dump for Claire was already taken care of. It was a very disgusting guy that doesn’t understand the word boundaries.
“‘Sup Mr.I’m Sorry.” Fake Claire and Leon are back in contact it seems. “Whatcha need?" Love advice? Buy her roses but not the cheap ones ofc.”
Leon kept typing for some time, then he stopped only to start writing again a few minutes later. You laughed to yourself, this guy reminds you of elderly people who get their first phone.
“God no-” The man needed half an eternity for this short message. Maybe you should teach this poor soul the magic of text to speech. He started to write again and you lowkey prepared yourself to stand up and make some food in the meantime but his next message popped up on the screen quickly. There’s no reason to lie, having him text you was kinda exciting. There was no hint if this is a normal American citizen or a puppy eating monster, perhaps even both. “How do you usually apologize to someone?”
Still the same topic probably, the mysterious lady named Ada didn’t forgive him yet but left him in distress. You could either play his savior and write something useful or rely on your laziness to leave him on read. It wasn’t really your business after all and it was only right to assume that Leon was a grown man with the ability to fix his own problems.
“Idk ask google man” Most useful help, you should really give yourself a proud pat on the shoulder. At least this would be Claire's reaction if it wasn’t for the fact that she’s at work. The woman would laugh her heart out and pat your shoulder in amusement.
Truth to be told, you didn’t tell Claire about Leon. There was no reason to since you thought it was a one time thing. She would definitely nudge you to get to know Leon better, ask him about his hobbies, his favorite food and most importantly. “Are you single?”
The color left your face in an instant as you accidentally sent him such a message. You didn’t even know why you typed out your thoughts with the phone in hand, and even pressed the send button with an absent mind. Maybe the demonic spirit of Claire possessed you for a second. This would be an amazing moment to throw away the phone, move out and leave the country. Change your name. Wait, he doesn’t know your real name so you don’t need a new personal ID but leaving the country was a need now. Panic and embarrassment took over your mind.
“Why?” His message was simple and of course he would be curious. Your question came up randomly without context so there was no way he wouldn’t just accept that.
Now it was now or never. You had to fix this somehow. “Is Ada not your girlfriend?” This was either the best or the worst reply you could have given this man. Leon didn’t reply after that.
You only let out a sigh and stood up from the comfort of the couch, a sudden pain struck inside your back. This is definitely the aftermath of being in a bad position for a long time. The comfortable couch is to blame.
“Not really, we're business associates or something similar I guess.” You huff at his reply. You were wrong about the whole psycho lover thing or it's some korean drama version of a secret office affair. You don't know a single thing about Leon.
You use the moment where he types his next message to get some cheap food delivery. Why leave the house, when the food can come to you? Your body moved too much today after all that unboxing and there's no way you go down the endless staircase for a mere pizza or a sad noodle box. But you make sure to give the poor delivery guy a tip for getting up all the stairs to reach Claire's apartment.
“Yo, Leon. Pizza or noodles?” You pray he won't choose pizza and tell you to add pineapples.
“Personally more of a pizza person.” The guy actually gave a good answer. You finished ordering a big pizza with your favorite toppings. You're hungry after all and when there's something left then Claire can have it. Sharing is caring.
“Foods arriving in 30 minutes.” Leon only gave you a thumbs up for that message. At least he knows how to use emojis.
The rest of the time that you waited for your food got spend with watching some more TV and looking at more job ads. You were about to call it a day till a message popped up.
“Delivery is downstairs in the ground floor.” Well, someone doesn't deserve a tip after all. You let out a sigh and put on your shoes, apparently fate wants you to go down the staircase and it's unavoidable. You quickly sprinted downstairs or at least tried since your stamina quit halfways and when you finally reached the ground floor you needed a minute. The delivery guy hands you your lukewarm pizza, that has probably seen better days, and disappears angrily since there wasn't a tip.
From now on it only could get better, have some pizza once you are upstairs, watch a movie and maybe have a girls night with Claire when she's not out with a guy she picked up. A grin appears on your face as you make your way upstairs. Maybe Leon has time and you two could talk more? The thoughts occupied your brain and you missed the tall handsome man that you ran into. The pizza box you previously held fell down on the ground and your eyes widened. Your precious food! “Can't you see where you're going?” A grumpy voice catched your attention and you snapped your gaze back up. If it wasn’t for his rude first impression then you would crush on him for his appearance alone. He had a navy blue button up that hugged his chest nicely and the black leather jacket added a certain touch. The way his blonde hair frames his face was breathtaking and his eyes are even more a kind of an artw- “Earth to stranger, you're blocking the way.” The man snaps his fine looking hands in your face. Time to stop your teenage crush. “Excuse you, you can ask nicely.” He certainly hit not only your heart with his good looks but also your nerves with his attitude. “Fine princess, move out of the way.” He pushes you out of the way, stepping onto your pizza box and rushing down the staircase. The guy must have been in a hurry.
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