Leon Kennedy x F!Reader: Real Love
It was currently two o’clock in the morning, Leon had a very hard time sleeping due to the events in Spain, Ada escaping with the sample, Ashley safely being returned to her father. He didn’t think his life could get any worse, battling monstrous creatures on a daily basis wasn’t what he saw in his future, but he did it, because it meant he could do his best to protect humanity and of course, the one girl who was always there for him, even when he didn’t realise it himself. She was the sunlight in his dark, cold world, she did anything and everything to make him happy, or to keep him motivated, to not give up even when times got extremely tough. She joined him to find Ashley, her also being an agent, she saw it as a perfect opportunity for her to expand on her career and make a living. She began working for the government for the past four years, Leon was her superior, her mentor in becoming the agent she desired to be. Since then, they get closer and closer each day, not only as partners but as friends.
His muscles ached, the cut on his cheek given to him by Krauser was still fresh on his skin, but slowly healing. The bags under his eyes darkened every night while he fought the insomnia, due to the repeating memories of escaping the island mixed with loneliness, secretly hoping he’d hear from Ada again. It was the first time he had saw her since Raccoon City in 98’ and to keep in touch, he decided to give her a text and a short phone call, sitting by his cell phone waiting for a reply or some sort of sign that she cared for him. He was curled up in bed daydreaming, when his phone buzzed on the oak bedside table, his room was dark and his curtains were shut to keep any type of light source from coming in. His bed covers were strewn about from tossing and turning for three hours. He groaned and sat up grabbing his phone and swiping to answer the call.
“Hey Leon.” A sweet, feminine tone spoke quietly. It wasn’t Ada, he knew exactly who’s voice that was. A small smile appeared on his face.
“Did you miss me already?” He answered, hearing her giggle at his remark.
“You wish,” She sounded just as tired as he was. “I couldn’t sleep and I just thought I’d check up and see if you were .. okay.” She felt like she was intruding his privacy at giving him a random phone call in the middle of the night, hoping she hadn’t disturbed him.
He sighed, rubbing his cheek with his free hand, “I’m okay.” he lied, he never wanted her to worry about him. An awkward silence filled the air, waiting for one another to say something, his shaky breathing flowing through her voice receiver. “I know it’s late and all, but, did you maybe, want to come over and talk?” He asked nervously, worried at what her answer would be, rejection wasn’t something he was ready for twice in one night. To his surprise, she accepted. Leon knew he needed to move on from Ada, as much as it hurt him to admit it, spending time with someone he was very close to might be the best way about it, to take his mind off of her. Either way, he always enjoyed [Y/N]’s company very much. They both said their goodbyes and he placed his phone back down beside him and pulled himself out of bed.
He pulled his black shirt off the floor by the bed and slid it on, putting on some black jeans and buckling his belt back on, then making his way to the bathroom. Switching on the light strained his tired eyes, he squinted a little before getting used to the brightness. He brushed through his dirty blonde hair, his bangs settling over his eye and immediately went downstairs once there was a knock, turning on a lamp in the corner of the living room to illuminate the area. He unlocked the front door and swung it open revealing the happy, bright eyed young lady standing in front of him. A few streetlights shone on the sidewalk, a thick fog covering the view behind her, not a single moving car in sight and thankfully, no disgusting creatures either.
“You made it here safely, I see.” He smirked a little, as she stepped into his house, a sense of warmth and comfort hit her suddenly. Her red knitted sweater matching perfectly with her rosy cheeks.
“You know me, always sticking with the safest route,” She elbowed him in the side gently, as he closed the door, pulling the bolt across locking it. “Although it was only a five minute walk from my house to here.” She shrugged, slipping her bag off her shoulders and putting it under the coat rack then hanging her jacket up. She looked over to Leon who had his back to her, and slumping onto the couch and noticed his somewhat quiet manner. She took off her boots and placed them next to her bag. Leon patted the empty seat next to him, “Come here, love,” an invitation for her to join him. She gladly sat by him and pulled her legs up onto the couch and curled up, shivering from the winter air outside.
“Are you cold?” He asked, both close to each other, his knee touching her leg. She turned and faced him and he placed a hand on her cheek to check.
“A little ..” She stuttered slightly as he touched her face. They acted like best friends, stayed professional at their job and ultimately their bond was unbreakable.
“Maybe this would help.” He removed his hand and lifted his arm up, she scooted closer to him, their bodies now touching, she rested her cheek against his chest and his arm relaxed around her shoulders, then moving his other arm to wrap around her. She reached over and took the television remote from the glass coffee table and switched on the tv, the bright blue light on the screen flashing before a random commercial appeared. Snuggling back into his strong yet protective hold and scanning through channels to find a good movie that was playing, even if it was very late, but with no luck.
His thumb caressed her shoulder breathing in her natural scent. Her soft hair feeling like silk against his chin. For a moment, he had forgotten about Ada Wong, his mind went to a completely new place when [Y/N] was around him, somewhere carefree and content, with no stress or pain. She flicked to the news channel as she was continuing to see what was on, when the mention of Umbrella popped up on the screen, suddenly reminding him of the past, her infamous red dress burned in his thoughts. He quickly removed his grip around [Y/N], their skin no longer in contact, an empty space in between. She clicked the mute button and looked in the corner of her eye at his change in reaction.
“Are you sure you’re alright, Leon?” She didn’t want to pry him to tell her what was currently in his head, but she had a faint idea of what it was about. “Is it Ada again?” Her stomach twisted in knots, a queasy feeling inside of her.
He rubbed his face with his hands and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He didn’t look at her but from what she could see, his face gave her the answer to her own question. She gave in and decided it was a suitable time to tell him how she felt. She closed the gap between them and moved close to him, tugging his wrist gently and pulling him close to her into a hug, her arms around his neck and his snaking around her waist. He buried his nose into her hair, his heart tingling with a strong feeling of adoration, feeling grateful for having her in his life. She risked it and softly kissed his cheek, her heart thumping out of her chest, and Leon felt it too.
“You need to let her go,” She whispered. “If she wanted to be here, she would be.” She tangled her fingertips into his hair, gently massaging the back of his head to bring him some sort of reassurance and support. “And besides, you’ll always have me.” She smiled a small smile, as he pulled back from the hug to take a look at her face. The beautiful [H/C] woman, sitting right in front of him at two-forty five in the morning, holding him in an embrace of peace and tranquility, was the one person who had been by his side the entire time, each time when Ada had either betrayed him or left without a single word. He had never realised it until now, that [Y/N] was the one who truly cared for him. It was pure love. He fell deeply in love with her, without even registering it.
“I think you’re right.” He went in again, his fingers tips delicately brushing up and down her face, the light source from the television and the lamp produced a glisten that sparkled in her irises. Her eyes flickered down at his arm then closed, relaxing into his touch, the touch starved feeling they had both felt was becoming increasingly hard to resist. He cupped her face in both his large hands.
“Leon, I need to tell you something ..” She started, almost sinking into him completely, it felt like cloud nine.
“Tell me.” He said in a quieter tone, his body becoming less stiff and tense, his headache easing off.
She fluttered open her eyes, and pulled his hands away from her cheeks and held them close to her in her lap. “I, um- ..” She was unsure of how to explain her feelings for him, without sounding too forward. She cleared her throat and began, whilst he intwined his fingers through hers, “If I don’t get this off my chest now, I’m gonna regret it,” She took a breath in and then out. He listened, intently, his blue-grey eyes looking at their hands then back at her. “I’m deeply in love with you and I should’ve said something sooner but I didn’t-” She paused as he interrupted her before she could say anything else.
“How long?” He asked, curiosity taking over him.
“Three years and counting.” She bit her lip, anxiety ridden at what he was thinking, avoiding eye contact with him as much as she could. She hated being vulnerable. They both did. “I’m sorry if this has ruined our friendship or made things awkward.” She apologised. He shook his head, his hands found her waist, pulling her towards him, her palms sweaty. His lips hovered over hers, inches away, instead he brushed them over her cheek, planting small kisses up to her ear, and whispered, “I love you.” He pulled back, gazing at her, unable to look away.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked him the one thing she had been dying to do ever since they first laid eyes on each other, “Kiss me.” She tilted her head to the side just a little. He shifted his position back to facing the television, pulling her body towards him, her legs now straddling his lap. She lightly cupped his face in her hands and he went in for the kiss. A slow paced synchronisation of their mouths, their tongues grazing as their body heat began to rise. He was warm, soothing, the way he showed his love through his actions was what made him special to her.
“Don’t stop.” She mumbled against the kiss, as his hands roamed her body, while hers tangled through his soft, dirty blonde hair. The sounds of gasping for air seemed so loud in such a quiet room.
His instant smile at the current situation gave him new found hope, promising himself to never let her go.
