Leon Kennedy Oneshot - Tumblr Posts

Heyyy it’s me again hehe!

I was thinking clumsy reader that always dropping things, tripping over, spooking herself out etc etc. basically Leon goes into a fit of worry when he hears something drop or when she yelps - but she’s just clumsy. Totally 100% not referring to myself here; just so you know.

- Leon Kennedy x reader

Oh my! He would be so very caring!! 💕

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Leon absolutely loves you, his heart is wholly yours. But goodness did you give him heart attacks sometimes. You were clumsy and yet even that felt like an understatement, your clumsiness was something Leon didn’t think was even possible it was that bad, he often felt like he had to baby-proof the entire house.

It was late afternoon and Leon had gotten back from the agency. You were just cleaning up the small stuff around the kitchen whilst he showered and without even noticing your arm must’ve knocked the dish strainer because the next thing you know the whole thing comes crashing down onto the floor, plates, bowls and cutlery all spread out over the kitchen floor with a very loud crash.

Leon’s heart has never dropped so fast, and he’s hit with a sudden overwhelming feeling of nausea. He was just about to blow dry his hair when he heard the crazily loud commotion and a yelp. He’s quick to drop the hair dryer running down the stairs as fast as he can, missing steps as he does.

“I’m okay- I’m alright,” you tell him as he rushes into the kitchen, stopping as he looks at the mess on the floor. His eyes scan over your body to check for any injuries.

“Baby, what the fuck?” He sighs catching his breath as he guides you carefully from the broken porcelain shards, holding your hand gently.

You smirk at him, noticing that he’s shirtless and the way his shower-damp hair sticks to his forehead and tiny little droplets of water trickle down onto his shoulders.

“Don’t look at me like that- you almost gave me heart failure” he says with no control over the smile that teases his lips when you begin to giggle at him.

He feels older than he is around you, and he swears you will give him grey hairs. But then again he couldn’t complain without you he’d be completely and utterly lost in this crazy world.

You watch as his eyes widen ever so slightly looking down at the small little cut that scratches at your arm, it must’ve happened when you bumped into the dish strainer. You sigh looking down at the blood that trickles from the cut.

“Baby, you’ve got to be more careful,” he tells you with an almost firm tone, but you know it only comes from a place of love, he cares far too much about you. He grabs the first aid kit you keep in one of the cupboards, washing the tiny cut with an alcohol wipe before gently sticking the plaster to your minor injury.

He notices the guilt that seeps into your facial expression, how your eyes seem to drop, “I’m sorry, I just don’t want you getting hurt” he whispers, brushing your hair from your face as he presses a loving kiss to your cheek.

You both look over to the mess that still covers your kitchen floor, “God, I made such a mess” you sigh, resting your head against his chest.

“Yeah, good luck with cleaning it” he teases, laughing at the way your groan against him.

You close your eyes as if that would make the mess magically disappear, and his hand settle against your hips.

“You wouldn’t let me clean this all by myself,” you tell him with confidence in your chest.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” He questions tilting your chin with his thumb as he makes you look up at him.

“Because you love me too much” you giggle as he rolls his eyes, peppering kisses all over your face.

“Mhm, come on let’s clean up- and you’re banned from the kitchen for the rest of the night” he says. You smile at him with endearment as you both get to work on cleaning up the of dishes that are spread across the floor.

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I just saw this vid of a soon to be wed couple trying to decide on their wedding cake flavor with this ‘wedding cake tasting’ box that had a large variety with small bites of cake for each of them & I thought this would be such a cute concept with leon!! 💗

-Leon Kennedy x reader

{You and Leon taste test some cake for your wedding}

Ack! This is just too cute!! Hope you enjoy my lovely! 💕

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Leon had the biggest sweet tooth ever, even if he’d never admit it to anyone, you knew. He was the one to always pile the shopping trolly with sweets and cakes, even if you didn’t need them, in fact, you were certain that he prioritised sweets over anything else.

It’s for that exact reason that you don’t let him food shop by himself, you made that mistake once and he returned with snacks only.

“Oh!- try this one” you giggle, reading the ‘carrot cake’ label, and Leon already knows exactly what you’re trying to do. He can see your eyes gleam with mischief.

“Absolutely not,” he says, waving your hand away with his own. “Do you want our guests to be miserable?” He asks, grimacing slightly as you take a bite of the cake.

You shrug, your hand covering your mouth as you let out a laugh watching the way his face contorts with disgust.

“It’s not that bad- it doesn’t taste like carrots” You try and reason with him but to no avail, he’s adamant that carrot cake is just not for him.

In all honesty, Leon doesn’t care about the flavour of cake, as long as it puts a smile on your face and you’re happy then nothing else matters, as long as he gets to call you ‘Mr/s Kennedy’ for the rest of his life then he doesn’t care about the smaller things.

You turn to him, “Can I have a kiss?” You ask, smiling sweetly and he scoffs at you. His hand cupping your jaw gently.

“I’m not tasting the carrot cake,” he says, watching the way you fight the smile that pushes against your lips as you try to frown. Failing horribly.

He kisses the tip of your nose before going to try some of the lemon cake, nodding his head in immediate approval.

“It makes no sense I hope you know that. You’ve never tried it, you might really like it. Then you’ll be like ‘Aw damn why haven’t I tried this before it’s so good’” you tell him, watching as he side-eyes you and the carrot cake.

You can help but giggle at his behaviour. It’s not like he was a picky eater, he was willing to try something new now and then, so it baffles you that he’s being so stubborn over some cake, that is arguably not that bad.

“It’s simple really baby, fruit doesn’t belong on pizza and vegetables don’t belong in cake,” he tells you, and roll your eyes.

“Well you have tomatoes on pizza and that's a fruit” you inform him. And you can tell by the look in his eyes you’ve stumped him, perhaps that’s why he decides to smudge frosting all over your cheek. Sore loser.

You squeal pushing him away as he tries to attack you with more chocolate frosting, your hands wrapping around his wrists as you try to warn him off, whisper shouting at him to ‘behave himself’

He gives in eventually, and you sigh in relief as he sits back down wiping his hands with the napkins he’s hogging, “Oh sweetheart, you messy pup” he smiles at you as you roll your eyes, “You’ve got a little something” he laughs, motioning to your cheek.

You go and grab a napkin but he’s quick to pull them away from your reach. “You’ve had enough sugar for one day,” you tell him, wanting to so desperately wipe that shit-eating grin off his stupidly handsome face.

“Well, can I get just a little more?” He asks, hands against your hips as he pulls you closer to him. Your hands against his shoulders as he leans closer to you. His wet tongue licking a stripe against your cheek, collecting the chocolate frosting from your skin.

You immediately try to push him away, groaning out in disgust as you grimace at the feeling. “Delicious” he whispers finally letting you go as you grab a napkin or two wiping his spit off your cheek.

“God Leon you’re so gross” you whisper, grabbing a piece of carrot cake from behind you.

He rambles on about how you ‘love it’ and before he can even realise what you're doing you shove the slice of cake in his mouth, laughing at the shock that paints his face as he eats it, and Leon slowly comes to the conclusion that he might just like carrot cake.

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Hello! ~~ so since i saw this cute video i cant get this idea out of my head ( the video was basically a cat laying on a girl stomach and it was not getting up cause she senced her owner beinv pregnant and that video was jus adorable 🥺) but what if the group( Jill, Chris, Claire, Rebecca) is hanging out at someone place and ofc Leon and the reader is there as well and as the reader sit down the cat instantly gose to her does the same, plus the cat doesn't leaves her side? I just genuinely find this idea adorable soo m8ch 🥺🥺🥺

- Leon Kennedy x reader

{Claire’s cat doesn’t once leave your side, and Leon finds it adorable}

Ack! This is too cute!! Thank you for requesting as always lovely! Enjoy💕

CW// reader is pregnant

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“Do want anything to drink, sweetheart?” Leon asks, turning to you as Claire and Chris walk into the kitchen, his thumb smoothing over your knuckles. He wouldn’t let you do anything with you being heavily pregnant, he even barred you from cooking. You learned rather quickly that it was useless to fight him on it, no instead, you took great advantage of it.

His hand soothed over the curve of your stomach with a bright smile, “Something sweet would be nice, if Claire has anything sweet” you say, and Leon nods pressing a kiss to your forehead, he lets his lips linger there for a moment.

“I’m sure she’s got something,” he tells you before getting up and joining the siblings in the kitchen.

You glance down at Claire's big tabby cat that was sat by your feet, she hadn’t moved an inch since you sat down, that was until now. You watch as she jumps up beside you curling up on your lap with her head resting against the bump of your tummy.

You smile scratching behind her ear as she purrs, rubbing her head against your tummy. “Aww! Leon look!” Claire beams as she carries a bowl of sweets into the living room.

You watch as Leon’s eyes light up. He chuckles. walking over to you with a glass of cold apple juice, “Here you go angel” he says handing you the glass as you thank him softly, he takes a seat next to you.

The ginger cat doesn’t move an inch, not even when Claire sits down, instead she only nuzzles herself further into your side.

Claire watches and she swears her heart might just melt at the sweet interaction. She can’t help but let out a loud chuckle as the tabby cat shoots Leon a mean-looking glare causing him to retreat his hand.

“She’s protecting you,” Chris says to you, sitting down as he shovels some gummies into his mouth.

“From what?” Leon asks, sending a glare back at the cat, you giggle as you reach for his hand, your thumb soothing over the bump of his knuckles.

“No it’s because she knows you’re pregnant that’s why, she’s a smart cat” Claire adds, taking your now empty glass from your hand before you even have time to lean over and set it down on the coffee table.

The tabby cat doesn’t once move, not an inch not even when your baby kicks and as time goes on she reluctantly lets Leon sit closer to you, his hand holding yours in hopes the kitty might just get the hint that Leon isn’t a threat.

The sun starts to set and you can’t even get near Claire’s door as the cat doesn’t leave your side, walking beside you as you collect your things, she lets out an almost worried ‘meow’ as Claire picks her up.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her” Leon smiles at the tabby, stroking behind her ear. "She's in good hands"

You smile as Leon’s hand rests on the small of your back. Claire walks over to you with her cat in her arms, “Don’t worry I’ll be fine” You smile down at the furry friend petting her gently, you sniffle trying to hold back the tears as you make your way to Leon’s car before saying your final goodbyes.

It’s only when Leon starts the car do the tears finally start to fall, “Whoa, hey- baby what’s going on? Are you okay?” Leon worries, his hand going to hold yours.

You nod your head wiping your tears, “No- yeah, I’m fine it’s just Claire’s cat, is she going to be worrying about me all night?” You ask sniffling and Leon tries so hard to bite back the laugh that wedges in the back of his throat.

“Oh baby- she’ll be fine I promise, Claire will take good care of her” he promises, taking your hand gently as he presses kisses to your knuckles, smiling against the back of your hand.

“Don’t laugh at me Leon, I’m emotional,” you tell him, and he glances over at you as he stops at a red light.

“M’not” he mumbles and you both break out in giggles, his hand resting against your thigh as he drives you both home.

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hi!! i love your stuff so much - they’re so cute and comforting!

i’m very insecure about how i look in a swim suit, and i was thinking of something where leon noticed the reader acting differently while they’re at the beach/pool and comforting them 💕💕

-Leon Kennedy x reader

{Insecurites aren't something that change overnight, so you take it one step at a time with Leon}

Thank you!! I hope this is okay sweetie! 💕💕

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The crease between your brows only gets stronger when you start to study yourself in the changing room’s mirror, notching how your swimsuit-clad body seems almost off-putting? and you wince at the thoughts that plague your mind.

You had tried to talk yourself out of these feelings, counteracting the self-hatred that seemed to have a vice-like grip on your heart but it was pointless especially when the thoughts were so obtuse in the forefront of your mind. Maybe coming to the beach with Leon and the Redfield siblings was a mistake.

You jump slightly when Claire knocks on the door, “Are you okay?” She asks with the sweetest tone, she’s always been such a good friend, you should tell her the truth, but at last, the words get caught in your throat and instead, you just let out a quick.

“Yeah, I’m good!”

You wipe the tears that prick at your eyes, letting out a shaky sigh as you slip Leon’s jacket back on, thankful it’s big enough to cover your behind.

It was a lovely day the sun was out and there were barely any clouds, and you knew the breeze wouldn’t last long, but there was no way you were going to take off this jacket.

You and Claire walked back down to the beach, hot silky sand beneath your feet. She asked if you were getting 'too warm' to which you politely just shrugged off, telling her how the breeze was making you a little chilly and you were glad that she didn’t push.

Leon watches you walking over, completely forgetting about his game of frisbee with Chris, and he frowns at the zipped-up jacket that covers you. Won’t you get too hot?

He knew something was wrong with you, through the whole car ride you were quiet, nervous almost, but even then thinking back to it, you started acting off when Claire first brought the whole beach trip up. He curses himself for not talking to you sooner.

He sighs watching you talk to Claire, you ask her for the car keys as she hands them to you, and you start walking back to the car.

Leon snaps out of his thoughts as a plastic frisbee hits his head, “Ow! What the-” he spins around to Chris who gives him a strange look, throwing his arms up in the air.

“You're gonna keep losing if you don't pay attention,” he says with a chuckle, trekking to go and collect the frisbee.

Leon says something about going to check up on you, and he certainly doesn’t miss the way Claire gives him an understanding look.

He notices you’re sitting in the car, your palms against your eyes as you wipe away your tears. You felt so silly and it only made you cry all the more, the sight made Leon’s chest tighten.

You look at him with a strained smile as he opens the car door, “C’mere baby” he says taking your hand as he helps you out of the vehicle before his arms encircle around your shoulders.

Now you feel even worse as you curse yourself for ruining a perfectly good day, “M’sorry Leon, I just hate -” he doesn’t let you finish the sentence as his big hands cup your face with such care.

“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the way you look sweetheart” he says pressing a kiss to your hairline, and your heart tightens. He knew, of course, he did. You’ve never met anyone who knew you as well as Leon did.

"You're beautiful, inside and out honey," he tells you, and Leon knows there isn't much he can say to make your insecurities just disappear, no matter how hard he wishes he could.

His words leave no room for doubt but there’s still a twinge of embarrassment that pinches at your skin as you try to bury your face into his shoulder, “I’m overthinking everything- I’m sorry” you mumble, biting back the sob.

Leon hates the way you go frigid in his arms, “Don’t apologise baby- you’ve got nothing to apologise for, you hear me?” He says and you nod with a weak ‘yeah’. He can still tell how uncomfortable you are with how you seem to go on yourself, shying away from him and it hurts more than you’ll ever know.

“Hey, I packed, something one second,” he says before disappearing behind the car, he opens the trunk and he soon reappears with a pair of shorts in hand, his shorts. “If you don’t feel comfortable then you can wear these yeah? Better than you overheating in this, honey” he says, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket you’re wearing.

You nod with a weak smile before slipping the shorts on over your swimsuit, he walks over to you with love in his eyes as he tightens the drawstring into a bow, “There you go, beautiful” he presses one last final kiss to the corner of your mouth, relief washing over him when you finally give him a smile, a real one.

"Thank you, Leon" you sigh as he wipes away a stray tear before pressing another kiss to your cheek, his lips against your warm skin as he whispers a loving, 'You don't have to thank me, sweetness'

You remember something that Leon told you once about ‘taking it one step at a time’ and his words warm you as you shrug off the jacket. You know insecurities aren’t a thing that can be broken overnight, it's something you had to work through, so, you’ll take it one step at a time.

Leon’s hand rests against the small of your back in a comforting manner as you both walk side by side, “You know, I think I might need your help, sweetheart, Chris was beating my ass in frisbee” he says, looking over at you as you giggle, saying something about how you’d ‘love to be on his team’

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hiii! can request re2!leon(raccoon city events do not happen bcus😭) with an s/o who practically drools over him in his police uniform (i would acc do this is i was his partner😘)

Ahh! You’re so right babe! Hope you enjoy lovelies!! 💕

-Leon Kennedy x reader

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It’s really early, too early, some would argue. It doesn’t seem very fair that Leon has to get up at ungodly hours of the morning to spend all day with Kevin on patrol, and with it being a Friday you knew tonight was going to be rough, with partygoers and rebellious teens.

It’s even more unfair that you wake up to him getting ready, sitting on the end of the bed, shirtless, as he finishes putting his socks on. You study his back, the muscles that tense and move with his actions.

You shuffle closer to him, arms encircling his torso as you press your cheek against his warm skin. “Morning baby, did I wake you up?” He asks, tone hushed.

You shake your head. “Mm, don't mind, it’s a good view to wake up to” you smile, pressing kisses to his shoulder.

“Oh yeah?” He chuckles, breath hitching ever so slightly as your lips trail up to his neck, peppering kisses to the underside of his jaw, as you hum a small ‘Yeah’

Leon, much to your dismay, moves away from your touch. Standing up as he claims he 'has to get ready'.

You watch him as he slips his shirt on, eyes trailing down to his work pants, the gun holster that sits around his thigh. “Sweetheart? Could you get my vest?” He asks, with a teasing smile. He knows it’s your favourite part.

You nod, grabbing his R.P.D vest before walking over to him. You undo the velcro helping him put it on before doing it back up again, “It’s not too tight?” You smile hands smoothing over his chest.

“No, it’s alright” his hands rest against your hips as you inch closer to him. You lean to press kisses along his jaw as his hands smooth over to your lower back. “Baby I’ve got work” he whispers despite not making the effort to move away.

“Just call in sick,” you tell him, a hopeful gleam in your eyes. He kisses you, his nose bumping yours gently as he does.

“I did that last week.” He murmurs against your lips, forehead resting against yours, “I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight” he swears, tucking your hair behind your ear, fingers grazing against your cheek.

“I’ll hold you to that” you giggle, helping him get his work stuff ready although Leon wouldn’t really call it helpful with your hands all over him, that teasing smile that adorns your lips, he definitely couldn't wait until he got back from work.

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hello!! i was reading smth on twitter abt how this person went on a date w someone and after they kissed, the other persons watch beeped rly loud due to an abnormal heartbeat and i thought it was rly cute and funny, i was wondering if i could request smth w leon? :0 i hope this made sense ;; no worries if it doesnt, its up to u!! hope u have a great day!! 💗

- Leon Kennedy x reader

This is so very cute!! Thank you for requesting my lovely! 💕

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Leon took it upon himself to walk you back home from the quaint restaurant the two of you had visited tonight, in celebration of ‘date night’ something that the pair of you agreed should happen at least once a week.

“I’ll be honest baby- I didn’t even know that place existed until tonight” You smile as you try to fish out your keys from your bag, frowning softly as you do so.

He presses a gentle hand to your lower back, “How? You live practically next door” he chuckles, admiring the way the light of the street lamps dusts against your face, painting you in a rather flattering light.

You shrug your shoulders with a small “I dunno” as you continue to try and dig out your keys, that seem to be hiding from you in the depths of your bag. Leon goes to help you but not before you prick yourself with something sharp, letting out a little yelp as you retreat your hand back out of the bag, dropping it as you cradle your hand with your other.

He watches as your purse drops to the concrete, low and behold your keys fall right out. “Hey, you alright sweetheart?” He asks, moving closer to you, taking your hand in his as he study’s the small cut that adorns the tip of your finger, “It’s not bleeding” he says softly, pressing a kiss to your fingertip.

The action is so gentle and full of care, even the way his hand grasps yours. It takes you back a little and you can’t help the stutter it creates in your heart.

“Thank you, Leon” you let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm down the flutter in your chest, “And for tonight- it means a lot” you giggle, feeling all bashful.

He inches closer to you, a delicate hand against your hip as he leans into you and before you know it his lips are against yours, a sweet, love-filled kiss that has your hands grasping at Leon’s shoulders as he effortlessly takes your breath away.

He pulls back resting his forehead against yours as you both let out breathy chuckles between each other, “My pleasure angel” and god are his words so sickeningly sweet, dripping with honey, and by the way, he chuckles you think he knows it.

You’re about to respond with some snarky comment about how 'cheesy' he can be, but before you can your watch lets out three, very loud, beeps. Embarrassment wraps around your body in haste.

“What was that?” He asks, looking down at your watch as you quickly hide it behind your back.

“Nothing!- it’s just- I need my keys” You stumble over your words as you grab your bag and front door keys from the cold ground.

Leon doesn’t let it slide, of course not, it’s not in his nature so instead he grabs your wrist pulling from behind your back, and your attempts to pull away are futile as he studies the small screen.

He watches the small love heart as it beats, along with a small red arrow that rises signifying that your heartbeat has increased rather rapidly and Leon can’t help the pride that bursts through his chest.

“N’aww did I do that baby?” He coos, dodging your hands as you try to flick his nose.

“Don’t be mean Leon” you huff, avoiding his eyes as his hands hold yours, “Or that'll be our last date.”

“Oh sweetheart- m’just messing, it’s cute honestly- it’s adorable. You’re adorable” he says, pulling you back into him as you hide yourself against his chest, another huff leaving your lips.

“Yeah, yeah” you mumble, rolling your eyes unbeknownst to Leon who peppers kisses against your face, his rough hands carefully holding either side of your jaw, and you internally curse yourself as your watch beeps again which only makes Leon chuckle, mumbling something about how he should stop before he ‘gives you a heart attack’.

And you make a mental note not to wear this watch on your next date, knowing he’ll never let you live this down.

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A thought just came to me, and it’s fluff (kinda angsty if you squint but overall just protective leon) when f!reader (his S/O) comes home from work and subtly complains about some guy (co-worker) being “strange” and flirting with her and stuff and eventually she just comes home one day and rants about how it’s making her really uncomfy (and then ofc my bbg Leon comforts her and now has a murder plan)

I love this idea because I saw in one of your drabbles the mention of Leon not even thinking about sharing reader, and now I’m wondering what he would think of when even reader doesn’t like the persons advances and is uncomfy

If this is too triggering or uncomfortable for you, pls ignore!! I love ur writing ❤️❤️

-Leon Kennedy x reader

Ahhh thank you for requesting, I love protective Leon sm!! I hope you enjoy my lovelies!

CW- harassment

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Office jobs are already god awful, the last thing you need is some creepy, sleaze-ball who can’t take a hint for the life of him and by just your luck that’s exactly who you have to work with. The new intern, Harry, had been nothing but inappropriate with his constant jokes about the women he’s slept with, or his flirtatious manner that was horribly accompanied by his wandering hands.

It was starting to make you feel way too uncomfortable so much in fact you left ten minutes early just to avoid him in the parking lot. You had, along with several other women, already spoken with your bosses who in turn told you they’d ‘Keep an eye on him’ which was not helpful, at all, in fact, his actions only worsened through the week.

So when you finally get home you let out a heavy sigh, feeling the stress melt away as Leon calls your name lovingly from the kitchen. “Hey angel, you’re back early” he says walking over to you with a soft smile.

Leon always looks so warm and inviting but right now when he’s wearing his old collage jumper with a pair of joggers, well it sparks something in you and you just can’t help it as you practically fling yourself at him. Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you tug him into a hug.

He smiles when you breathe in deeply because, god, did he smell like heaven, “Yeah, I missed you- so much” you mumble against his shoulder, a sigh falling from your lips as his hands soothe against the small of your back, pulling your blouse out from where’s its tucked into your pencil skirt, so he can slip his hands underneath the fabric, his warm hands splaying across your back.

Leon catches on fairly quickly that there’s something wrong, he can tell by your tone, and when he pulls away slightly to look at you he doesn’t miss the strained smile you flash him. “Missed you too baby” he presses a kiss to your hairline, “Tell me what happened?” there’s a certain softness to his tone that melts you, completely opening the floodgates.

“Well y’know that new intern?” You ask as you both walk into the kitchen, the setting sun dusting the room with an orangey light as it reflects against the dark wooden cupboards, it was a homely feeling.

The softness of the light against Leon’s face made him look so handsome, despite the frown that confronts his face as he runs a hand down his stubbled cheek.

He nods with a stiff “Yeah” as he bites the inside of his cheek. Of course, Leon knew him, the creep wouldn’t leave you alone, the thought of him making you even the slightest bit uncomfortable made Leon seethe with anger.

“Well telling my boss hasn’t done shit- I swear he’s only gotten worse” you sigh picking at your cuticles, an action Leon is quick to stop as he holds your hands in his.

“Gotten worse how sweetheart?” He asks, tilting his head as he tries to meet your gaze. There’s a dreadful pit that grows in his stomach as he waits for your response with a certain fear.

“He just makes everyone feel so uncomfortable, I mean it’s bad Leon- even some of the other guys have called him out, he just doesn’t listen,” you tell him, noticing how the grasp he has on your hands tightens slightly.

You take a deep breath although it comes out a lot more shaky than you would like, “I have to share the desk next to his, and he keeps flirting with me and trying to touch my shoulders- I swear I’m gonna staple his hands together” you giggle trying to make light of the situation because if you don’t laugh about it you might end up crying.

The sentence tips Leon off the edge and what he really wants to do is much more than staple his hands together, but he pushes that to the side when he catches onto the tears that glaze over your eyes.

“You’re not going in tomorrow- I’ll call your boss” he says leaving no room for argument, a sudden protectiveness caging around his heart. His arms encircle your shoulders as he holds you against him with a gentle sway.

However, you know you can’t avoid it altogether, “Leon I can’t not go to work,” you tell him, pulling back slightly to look at him, anger still flickering through his eyes.

“Then I’ll drop off and pick you up” he huffs pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll put on my mean boyfriend face” he whispers, frowning very over dramatically as he brushes his nose against yours.

He stops after he gets a giggle from you, satisfied at the joy that overtakes your face although it doesn’t last for long as he pulls back, watching the happiness dissipate from your face. It hurts him to see you like this, his chest tightens and it only fuels his anger towards this sleaze.

“Hey, I’m serious” his tone is so soft despite the growing anger, “I’ll call your boss, tell him you’re not going in until that creep gets fired” he presses a kiss to your forehead, tucking your hair behind your ear.

You look up at him with a soft smile, “I love you” you whisper, leaning into his hand as he cups your jaw, his thumb smoothing over your cheek.

“I love you too sweetheart” he says, bringing you into a warm almost protective hug, kissing the top of your head as his hands soothe against your back in a comforting manner, “Let’s go get some food, yeah?” He says as you nod against his chest, feeling a whole lot safer.

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This is kind of a silly request but how about reader giving Leon a kiss while wearing a lip plumping gloss and him feeling the literal tingles and him being like what the heck this is new. I saw this cute comment that someone said that when their partner mentioned the tingling their response was that their kisses are electric.

- Leon Kennedy x Reader

This is too cute!! Hope you enjoy my lovelies 💕💕

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“Hey sweetheart” Leon smiles walking over to where you’re sitting, crossed-legged on the bed. You’ve been piecing together the Lego bricks from the new set he had gotten you for your anniversary, eyebrows furrowed as you carefully follow the steps.

There’s something about the small frown that ghosts over the space between your eyebrows that makes his heart melt, despite the fact you’re currently ignoring him.

He tries again, this time taking a seat down next to you, the bed dipping slightly as he does so. “Having fun?” He says, watching as you study the instruction book. He chuckles when you look over at him with excitement in your eyes, nodding as you snap the colourful blocks together.

“Mhm, it’s almost done,” you tell him with a beam of happiness in your eyes, looking over at him as he reaches out his hand to tuck your hair behind your ear, he smiles as you lean into his touch.

You’re almost inclined to put away the Legos and curl up with him, and the way his thumb grazes against your cheek certainly doesn’t help. The warmth from his touch makes you realise just how tense you’ve gotten, an ache that stretches across your shoulders and down your spine.

Leon notices as you roll your shoulders slightly, a small sigh falling from your lips when he starts to massage you with his big hands. “D’you wanna take a break?” He asks, shuffling closer to you.

You contemplate his offer for a second, glancing over at your empty water bottle and it’s only then you become aware of how dry your throat is. You reach over to the reusable bottle with a “Mhm, I need a drink” and before you can even stand up Leon is already grabbing the bottle.

“I’ll go angel” he says leaning to press a gentle kiss to your lips, the taste of whatever is on your lips only makes him smile against you deepening the kiss. The feeling makes you forget all about the plumping lip gloss you put on just a minute ago.

He doesn’t make it out of the bedroom before turning around with confusion in his eyes. Leon licks his lips with an almost comical panic, “What the hell is that?” He asks wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

You can’t help but laugh at him, “What? It’s just lip gloss” You shrug biting back your smile. He shakes his head with urgency as he presses the tips of his fingers against his mouth as if he’s checking he’s still got lips.

“Baby, it’s like... pins and needles” he says taking the end of his shirt as he pulls it up to his mouth, wiping away the product. And if it wasn’t for the tingling sensation, that he’s currently freaking out over, he would have teased you about the way you’re so clearly eyeing his abs right now.

You giggle as he walks back over to you, sitting back down on the bed, “It’s not that bad. You’re so over dramatic” you tease, reaching over to brush his fringe away from his eyes.

“Over dramatic? Honey, I can’t feel them” he teases still prodding at his supple lips. You reach over to gently swat his hands away, “I guess our kisses are electric, huh?” he nudges your shoulder with his own, his eyes gleaming with joy as he chuckles at the slight eye roll you give him.

“Electric?” You repeat, trying to stifle the giggle that creeps into your throat.

He nods in earnest, leaning into you with a soft whisper against your ear, “So electric baby” and you can’t help but burst into laughter, a hand clamped over your mouth as he chuckles against your shoulder.

Leon pulls away for a moment, taking the opportunity to admire you as calm yourself down. His hand cups your jaw gently as he presses soft kisses to your lips, not minding the slight tingle that it causes.

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Hi! I love your work so much, and this is my first time doing a request! I was wondering if you could do a Leon x reader where reader is a huge gamer girl and loves to play, but doesn’t play when Leon is around, bc her past relationship kinda frowned apon playing video games while s/o was around? And Leon’s all like “wdym, no baby it’s fine”?

(I hope that wasn’t too much >_<) Thank you and have a lovely rest of your day and stay healthy and hydrated!

-Leon Kennedy x reader

Ack!! This is too cute, hope you enjoy my lovelies!💕💕

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Leon is busy working away at the stack of paperwork that Chris so kindly gave him, claiming that he was ‘better at that sort of stuff’. He sits at the kitchen table, rolling his shoulders as he continues the pattern of reading then typing, reading and typing.

You look over at him from where you’re sitting on the sofa, your controller in hand as you contemplate turning it all off. You watch the crease between his brows get stronger, as he huffs out in annoyance running his hand through his soft hair, strands falling to fame his face.

Maybe your game is too loud? Perhaps it's distracting him?

Your mind wanders until you’ve convinced yourself that you’re the sole reason for his stress, that so obviously stains his face. You pause the game thankful that the music seems to be much quieter in the menu.

“You stuck again angel?” He chuckles, seeming a lot more relaxed than he was a moment ago. He pushes the laptop away as he stands up from his chair with a stretch and an exhausted sigh.

You shake your head as you watch him pour himself, and you, a drink. “No… well not really” you say, putting the controller on the coffee table as he walks over to you with two glasses in hand, taking a seat next to you as he hands you one with a gentle smile.

Leon can tell something up by the way you start to pick at your nails, avoiding him and his gaze as you get swept up in your own mind. “What’s going on huh?” He asks as he rubs your shoulder with his hand, hoping to stop whatever train of thought that has carried you away.

“Nothing I just- I’m sorry if the game was distracting” you mumble. There's something in your tone that he catches onto as if you're seeking some kind of validation for you to simply play your game, and it hurts Leon to think anyone ever made you feel like that. You go and turn the console off, but you don’t get far as he reaches to gently grab your wrist keeping you from getting up.

“No it wasn’t” he smiles, dropping a kiss to your shoulder as you sit back down, “You’re fine baby, honestly I like it” he admits handing the controller back to you with a wink and a smirk and you can’t help but let out a breathy chuckle.

He slings his arm around your shoulder pulling you into him as he urges you to continue playing, “What about your work?” You ask suddenly feeling awfully silly.

“I’ll do the rest tomorrow, wanna spend the night with my girl” he smiles, taking a sip of his drink as he watches you play your game, asking questions and pointing things out as you work your way through the story, and it makes your heart beam with love because he's genuinely interested, and it shows with the way his eyes seem to gleam with love.

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