𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

Behind Closed Doors (Literally)| Smut

AN: In this one Y/N is a sibling of the Redfield's! I imagined RE2R Leon for this one.
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I'm in the kitchen setting everything out when my brother Chris' best friend from work comes through the door carrying a couple bags of extra snacks and drinks. I blush immediately, Leon's handsome face and soft smile as Chris grins and slaps him on the back feels so abnormally attractive, I keep my eyes away from Leon's as the pair talk about tonight's sports game and how they're betting on separate teams. I snort as they bicker, and especially when Leon throws out a logical point. Chris just shrugs it off, disappearing as Leon comes into the kitchen and stands next to me.

"Hey little Redfield." He murmurs playfully, using the nickname he gave me when Chris and Claire first introduced me to Leon- it doesn't even make sense since I'm the middle child. Chris was already a resident in Racoon City and Claire was visiting from college when I decided to move away from home and get a job closer to my older brother, but things didn't go to plan, thankfully Chris offered to let me stay at his apartment until I could get back on my feet again.

"Hey rookie." I tease back, unable to hold back my smile as Leon chuckles and begins to pull out the food and bottles of cheap beer from the bags. "Ready for the game? My money's on the Racoon Raccoon's" I wiggle my brows, by now I'm used to the ridiculous team name the city has. Leon nods in return, turning to lean back against the counter as he watches me finish setting up.

"Yeah, I'm actually pretty excited, mostly for the game but also because it's been ages since we hung out. How's the job searching going anyway?" He asks softly. We talk about my work life as well as his for a while until my older brother reappears, pulling Leon away from me as he chants and slumps onto the sofa. I roll my eyes, grinning as I grab us three bottles of beer and follow them. I sit on the end of the sofa next to Leon, it's a tight squeeze and I'm barely able to steady my heartbeat every time Leon's thigh brushes against my own. From this close I can smell the cologne he uses and see the lighter strands of blonde in his hair, I can count the beauty marks and see the faint scars-

"Earth to Y/N?" Chris' hand waves over my face as I blink. He chuckles, eyes flicking between Leon and I in suspicion. "Could you pass the remote please?" I nod, tossing it over to Chris as he catches it in one hand with ease, he turns up the volume as the players get into position on the screen, then adds "You two better not be doing anything weird behind my back, I told you that you're both forbidden from anything like that." Chris mumbles, but there's a hint of older brother warning underneath. I blush, shaking my head and denying anything as Leon's eyes widen then he plays it off, changing the subject as his leg moves away from my own.

The three hours of the game goes by in a flash, the Racoon Raccoon's barely win but it's enough to send Chris and I into a cheerful frenzy. Chris ends up drinking most of the beer whilst I limit myself alongside Leon, Chris grins and cheers, having a one man party as Leon and I laugh and enjoy the entertainment which is my drunken older brother. We all have a good time, talking and debating the game's tactics afterwards, we half pay attention to shitty movies and make fun of the late night shopping channels, it's dumb but fun, until Chris finally reaches the point where he can barely keep his eyes open. Leon and I both help guide him to his bedroom- something that would usually take seconds but ends up taking minutes because Chris babbles on about how much he loves us but doesn't want us to hurt each other by dating. Once he's safely passed out in his room, I close his door and stand awkwardly in the hallway as Leon hovers.

"Tonight's been fun, we should hang out more often." Leon says as I shuffle my feet, briefly hearing my brother's loud snores from behind the door. I nod, biting my lip to hold back my loose tongue, but it's no use.

"Yeah, except my dickhead of a brother won't let us spend any time alone without thinking we're dating." My words are kind of slurred together from the beer, but Leon huffs a laugh as he rubs the back of his head nervously.