𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Burning Out| Request

AN: I had a lovely person as for an imagine where reader is stressed and burnt out, so Leon steps in and makes her feel okay again!

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I type furiously on my laptop, brain not exactly doing its job as I write a sentence then go back and delete it, only for me to write the exact same thing again. I huff, getting more and more frustrated with myself as I barely get anywhere with my work, it's like I genuinely can't conjure up a decent thought even though I want to, and even though I know it would be better to just pause or even stretch my fingers for just a second, I keep going, only making myself feel worse.

I'm on the edge of tears by the time Leon comes into my office, immediately he knows something is up when I don't turn to greet him, then when he comes by my side and rests a hand on my shoulder, the first sniffles begin. "Hey, hey," He softly begins, rubbing my back as he kneels down and softly pries my fingers from the keyboard, "tell me what's wrong sweetheart?"

I open my mouth, but even more tears fall from my eyes. Great, now I can't even fucking speak. Leon's eyes search mine, then he glances to the half finished document on my laptop. He pieces it together pretty quickly, nodding as a small smile curves his lips. "Been pushing yourself again?" He rhetorically murmurs, leaning up a little to pull me to his chest. I bury my face into his neck as I cry, jaw aching and head beginning to pound as I reach my peak of stress. Leon just lets me cry it all out, until I eventually come to a stop and harshly wipe my stupid tears away. "I'm sorry, I should keep-"

Leon gives me a pointed look, his thumb swipes some stray tears as his smile widens encouragingly. "When's all this work due?"

"In about a week and a half." I mumble, breath hitching as the reminder casts a stressful shadow over my mind. Leon hums, then cups my cheeks.

"You've got plenty of time to finish it, right? Why don't I make us something to eat and then we can watch a movie?" He suggests, arching a brow slightly as I begin to protest, but then my shoulders slump as I come to terms with the fact that I'm getting nowhere, and I might as well look after myself first.

I nod, then watch as Leon closes the laptop and then holds out a hand for me to take. I link my fingers with his as he leads me to the kitchen, then he makes us some sandwiches and we sit together in a peaceful silence, just taking some time out. Leon finishes first, then he reaches into the cupboard and pulls out a small chocolate bar. He slides it over to me as I finish my last mouthful, I give him a confused look as he takes my plate, but then he explains "It'll make you feel better, besides you deserve a little treat. Unless you'd rather something sweeter?" He winks, puckering his lips like a fish as he makes kissing sounds.

I laugh at his dramatic act, then devour the sweet chocolate. We then head to the sofa, where Leon grabs a blanket and practically yanks me onto his lap as he wraps me into a hug. He passes me the remote, "What do you feel like watching?"

I bite my lip, not feeling like watching anything. Whilst I do feel a little better, I'm still mentally drained and tired. "I don't really feel like watching anything."

"Why don't you put on one of your favourites then? At least that way you don't have to concentrate on it?"

It's a brilliant suggestion, so I do exactly that and try to enjoy the familiar opening. I force myself to relax, but it only makes me tense as I focus on keeping calm and being chilled. We get halfway through the movie until my leg begins bouncing, I'm full of nervous energy and just can't seem to keep still. I shuffle often, then finally Leon grabs my hips and chuckles, pausing the screen.

"Okay, clearly you don't need to sit down. Why don't we go for a walk instead?" Leon asks as he strokes my hair, softly kissing the side of my head as I nod and go to grab my coat. Leon does it up for me as well as kneeling down to put on my shoes for me even though I insisted I can do it myself, then hand in hand we head out into the streets.

There's a comfortable chill in the air, which helps my warm cheeks, and somehow the city seems to take my mind off of things. We head into the park, where the greenery feels comforting and calm, the gentle sway of the trees helps me ground myself and Leon's hand in mine brings me a sense of love.

We don't talk much, but it's an easy silence and doesn't feel awkward. Leon knows I need some peace, and I have just that. For the first time in hours I begin to relax and just be.