Leon falls into your apartment, putting you into shock. How is a video game character in your home? How is he going to function in a world like this? Can he confide in and trust you? But most importantly, can he resist you? (Female Reader)
You wave goodbye to your coworkers, and they do the same as you walk out into the parking lot.
Damn, it's bright outside. Oh there's my car. With an incredibly sexy man sitting in the driver's seat. Oh my god, he's my boyfriend teehee.
He smiles as you approach, getting into the passenger side. He leans in, kissing you as soon as you sit down.
"Mmnh," you let out. Leon smiles against you, lips still connected.
"Miss me?" He asks, pulling away.
"I think you missed me too, superman," you say, smiling.
"I did. A lot." He puts the car in reverse, getting out of the spot and getting onto the road. "How was your day cupcake?"
"Ehh... I'd rather not talk about work. The gossip was out of control though. Someone from another department came up and asked if I was secretly married." He laughs, shaking his head.
"Didn't realize having people see you with me would cause such a storm," he tells you.
"Yeah, it's natural. People talk. I don't mind though, I'm proud to have you." Was that too honest? Don't embarrass yourself any more today, y/n.
"Proud huh? You're too sweet." He didn't say it back! Urg, relationships are so scary sometimes. "As soon as I get the chance I'll show you off." I take that back.
"Really?"
"Of course I would, you're gorgeous." You look out the passenger window, hiding your red face.
"Thank you," you say shyly.
"Anytime. You deserve to know it." No one has ever treated me that way. So sweetly, making sure my confidence is always boosted. I know I've asked myself this so many times but... How is he such a perfect guy?
"Whatcha thinking about cupcake?"
"You."
"Hm. I've been thinking about you all day you know," he says, his tone slightly suggestive.
"Is that so? I guess we're in the same boat then," you respond, playing along.
"Maybe so." You smirk, shaking your head slightly. "Can I ask you something?" That's a scary question to bring up out of the blue.
"Shoot," you say. He turns into the apartment complex, parking the car. His head turns to you, this look on his face that you haven't seen before.
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"I need to know if you're absolutely sure about taking things farther than last night," he asks. Of course I am. I mean, it's Leon Kennedy. I'd go farther than the ends of the earth for him. Especially sexually. "I'm asking you this without thinking with my dick, y/n. Think without yours, and answer me."
