𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯

Healing His Broken Soul| Request

AN: In this requested imagine, reader is Leon's guardian angel, but is forbidden from interacting or stepping in to save him. The best she can do is take away his pain unknowingly whilst he's asleep and send him positivity and light. However, one night it's too much for her to bear, and she crosses the line in desperation to heal his broken soul♡
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All my life I've been destined to protect someone. Like the others of my kind, I was raised with love and light, ready for the day I would be assigned to a human. It would be my duty to protect them from afar, to keep them safe and follow them as they grow and live, I would support their troubling times and provide a source of comfort and hope.

I grew up watching the other angels around me work with ease, only tending to their humans every so often when needed, in times when their human is grieving or distressed. Connections were vague, strong due to the massive importance of our job, but usually not overly emotional. Humans were like houseplants, we nurture when needed, but inevitably they can deal with things on their own, going through their life cycle year by year.

My assignment, however, was different.

I first met Leon S. Kennedy on the 30th September 1998. He was 21, and needed me on that night more than ever angel was needed before. I stood behind him as he watched lives drift away, I touched his cheek when he cried on the train when escaping the city, I hugged him in his sleep, surrounding him with hope which pushed away his thoughts of ending it all.

We spent more time together than any other angel pairing. I visited him on a weekly basis, sometimes even days at a time. Leon was one of the most tortured souls I'd ever seen, he went through so much tragedy and dealt with inescapable fear. He never knew I was there, of course, but somehow he sensed me, knew that something out there in the universe was keeping him sane and grounded.

Tonight however, is the worst one so far. He came back from one of his work missions hours ago, I watched as he risked his life to save a young girl, Ashley. He lost a friend and was forced to kill a man he looked up to. By the time he was able to finally get home and fall asleep, I could see the bluish glow around him, the stands of his soul were tearing apart, and he was finally about to break.

Seeing him in so much distress was unbearable for me, I climbed onto his bed, barely more than a warm breeze as I carefully rolled him over. I sat up against the headboard as I set his head on my lap, my fingers twirling his hair as I send him thoughts of the positive things in his life, reminding him what he has left and what he has to look forward to. It doesn't work though, Leon fights against me, replacing the good dreams with dark possibilities, poisoning the light with his own depressive darkness.

I wince, feeling warm tears coat my cheeks. My powers are useless, and he's draining my light, pulling me into the shadows of his soul with every fibre of his being. I'm at a loss, having done everything I can to help him...except for one thing. It's forbidden, and utterly frowned upon. It's rare, but is my last chance.

Instead of positivity, I begin sending out my love. My admiration of his strength and kindness. My faith in his healing and future. My devotion to keeping him alive. My eternal romance with this human who's captured my heart.

It begins to work, his soul knits back together like a wound being closed, his aura now a warm haze. I close my eyes, feeling that same closeness wash over me, it's like I'm too receiving the same care. I open my eyes when the feeling becomes duller, only to find Leon's blue eyes transfixed on my face.

My lips part as he reaches up a hand, his fingers lightly dancing over my cheek. I inhale, actually feeling his touch, and not just the faint flickers of it. "Ethereal." Leon whispers, his breath steady.

I swallow, nodding, unsure what to say or do. We stare at each other, taking each other in for the first time, hearts beating in unison.

"I know you from my dreams. I'm not crazy, am I?" He asks.

I shake my head, lips curving into a glad smile. "You're not crazy. I've been with you for a long time."

He smiles back, a breathtaking contrast to his usual frowns and harsh glares. "My guardian angel? Or my soul mate?"

My eyes widen a fraction. I'd never even considered the possibility of him being my soul mate, both of us destined to be together and connected through all life times. Maybe this explains the powerful bond I have with him. "Both." I reply finally, watching as he sits up and turns to me, a lightness on his face, as if right now he's calmer than he's ever been.

"I think I've loved you forever." Leon murmurs, then he presses his lips to mine. I gasp, cupping his cheeks and kissing back, our mouths in sync as he pulls me onto his lap, deepening it until there's not an inch between us.

"I'll get cast out for this. They'll never let me back. I'll be stripped, forced to live as a human for punishment." I tell him, but I don't care. I'd happily sacrifice eternity for one life with him.

"Do you want to?" Leon asks.

"Would you want me?" I ask back, not answering him.

He nods without hesitation. "I'll take you however I can. No matter what you'll always be my angel."

I smile, then kiss him again, and again. Until our hair turns grey and our hearts stop beating.