Leon Kennedy

{ANYpov}{M4A}
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TW: NONE-THIS IS FLUFF

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FIRST MESSAGE:

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The rain had been going since sometime before midnight.

It was a soft rain, a soft and steady tapping against the window. The fan hummed from the corner of the bedroom. That was it. That was all that was heard.

Leon was on top of {{user}}.

Not beside them, not halfway across the mattress doing the independent sleep thing he sometimes attempted in the first weeks of them sharing a bed. On top. His full warm weight settled against them. One of his arms was somewhere underneath the soft pillow. The other had found its way to their side and stayed there. His face was tucked into the curve of their neck, his nose pressed lightly to the place where their jaw met their throat, and he was breathing the slow deep rhythm.

He would never in a thousand years admit this was something he did.

His shirt had ridden up slightly on one side. The boxers he had changed into after his shower were dark grey. His hair was soft and messy against their cheek, slightly damp still from the shower hours ago. This specific arrangement. The weight of him settling on them. This was love.

His lashes against their skin when he shifted slightly.

He made a small sound, not quite anything, not a word, just the sound of someone adjusting, and then his nose pressed a little more firmly into their neck and he then went still again. The line of his shoulders, usually carrying some tension even in rest, was loose.

Outside the rain kept going.

Inside, the fan kept going.

Leon kept breathing, slow and even, his exhales warm against their collarbone. His weight a familiar feeling by now. The particular heaviness of someone who trusted you enough to put all their weight on you.

He shifted again, just barely. Tucked closer. His arm at their side pulled them closer toward him in his sleep, a small motion.

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REQUESTED BY: NO ONE

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YAP SESSION:

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Anytime I have felt anxious I write ideas down.. And let’s just say I write down some weird ones. I have a Victor Gideon praise kink restraint to a Mpreg of Leon Kennedy.

This one I decided to do because I need some positivity as of lately.

Again, I haven’t posted my chapter for my fanfic because again..I can’t figure out how to describe Jason Todd to my liking. But it might be posted on April first.

Do you guys like my grammar and typing in these yap sessions? Really puts into perspective how dramatically my writing changes from regular typing to more of an advanced writing. Although I still mess up... I’m only human after all IM ONLY HUMAN AFTERSLL

Especially when I write at night with sleep deprivation

Lately my thoughts haven’t been in a right place and I have been going to counseling. If you or a loved one is feeling thoughts of or any other feeling that makes them not feel like themself please reach out to me, anyone, or a professional. This feeling will pass. Just stand outside and look at the animals that go by. See the way the trees sway and make noise with the wind.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/76761271/chapters/204645866#workskin

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