Leon Kennedy x Reader (RE4R)

Chapter Three

You let out a small gasp, from the surprise hug but quickly lean into it an nuzzle your face into his chest. Leon is much taller then you, and your face barely reach his chest. Your arms half around his torso. You press your nose into his shirt and absorb his scent. God, he smells so good! His warm, broad arms snug around your tiny body. His hands slowly rubbing your back. You haven't even realize how cold you really are, until you embraced the heat coming from his body. You want to stay like this for ever.

You hug him tightly, burying your face against his chest as you breathe in his scent. You feel him slowly stroke your back, his hands moving in a soothing, comforting way. Your head spins from his warmth and the scent of his skin, and you start to lose yourself in the warmth of his embrace.

You've never felt so safe and so protected in your life. You feel a sense of comfort wash over you that you can only attribute to Leon's calming presence.

He leans down and gently kisses the top of your head.

"Are you warming up a little?" He asks, his voice soft

You only nod in response. Not wanting to let go of the hug. You are even to tired to speak. The last couple of hours really got to you and you finally start to noticed how exhausted you really are. You are more a 'staying-at-home-type-of-person', so this whole situation is really starting to overwhelm you. Right now, you just want to be back on your couch, watching a movie. But on the other side, if you wouldn't be in this situation, you would have never met Leon. And you are really happy you met him. Cause he's just gorgeous.

Leon chuckles softly and lets out a low hum as he holds you in his arms.

"You wanna stay like this for a little while longer? Just until you feel warmer?" He asks with a slight grin before he lays his head on top of yours.

"It's been a long day... we both deserve some rest." He says, his voice soft and warm as the sound of his voice sends waves of comfort across your body.

"We should keep going. Even if i liked to stay like this for the rest of my life. Can't stand in the middle of nowhere, without protection, surrounded by people trying to kill us." You speak against his chest.

Leon takes a moment to contemplate your words in his head before he nods and sighs.

"Yeah. That's fair. We should get moving." He says as he begins to move his arms away from their embrace. "You're right. It's not good to stay here any longer."

"But..." He says as he lets go of you and looks at you with a soft smile. "... Maybe we can do this again someday?" He lets out a warm, soft laugh. "You know... once we're out of this mess?"

You smile at him. "I'd love that". You take his Hand in yours and the two of you continue walking, searching for any survivors.

"It's a deal then." He chuckles softly as he takes your hand and begins walking again. He laces his fingers through yours and gives your hand a firm squeeze.

You feel a warmth grow in your chest at the simple action. As you walk for a little while in silence, he eventually looks at you.

"So... tell me a bit about yourself." He asks. 

He looks genuinely curious and gives you a warm smile, wanting to get to know you better.

"Well, i like to draw. And i also have a huge passion for plants." you laugh a little to yourself. "oh and i love food. As you might have noticed already." You give Leon a quick smirk.

"You like to draw?" He asks, feeling a smile grow on his face. "That's awesome! Do you draw for a job? Or just... for like, a hobby?"

He smiles at your comment about food, shaking his head at you.

"Yeah. You seem very enthusiastic about food." He says as he gives you a teasing wink. "Do you like to cook too? Or do you just like to eat other people's food?" His eyes look over you for a moment as he jokes about it.

"Just a hobby. I'm not the best artist, you know. But i enjoy it. It calms me down." You sqeeze his hand a little before continuing talking. "And yes, i do cook, but cooking all by yourself isn't really fun. So i don't really do it very often"

Leon chuckles in amusement at your response.

"I'm not very good at drawing either. I can't even draw a stick figure right." He says with a soft laugh before he shrugs his shoulders.

He gives you a light squeeze back at your hand as you speak about cooking, nodding his head in agreement.

"Same here. I can cook basic things, but I usually just end up burning or messing something up." He chuckles. "But at least we both understand the struggle of cooking by ourselves."