𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭𝔂| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 4

Die With A Smile| Request

If the world was ending
I'd wanna be next to you
If the party was over
And our time on Earth was through
I'd wanna hold you just for a while
And die with a smile
If the world was ending
I'd wanna be next to you

-Die With A Smile by Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga

Leon's POV: 

One second Y/N's in my arms as  I turn my back to the bioweapon, escape is futile at this point and I know we're only going to die in each other's arms, but the next she's slipped away, screaming until her throat cracks as the bioweapon stops its advance towards me and instead diverts towards Y/N's direction. My eyes widen as I shake my head, heart pounding since I know all too well what's going to happen next. My shout dies in my throat as Y/N glances at me- she's too far away for me to hear the words on her lips, but the soft, comfortable smile on her face tells me that it's some kind of goodbye. I swallow, body frozen as the bioweapon reaches her, engulfing her as I can do nothing but watch as my only reason for living is torn away from me in an instant- 

I sit up in bed, heart beating like a drum, drowning out the light snores of Y/N beside me, sheets tangled around her body as her eyelids flutter as if knowing the tranquility has been broken. I run a shaky hand over my face, sweat drips off of me as I swallow back the sickness that threatens to overtake me. I peel the covers off just in case, ready to launch to the bathroom and spill my guts like I used to every night. Until Y/N started giving me the safety I was looking for. Sleeping by her side made the nightmares go away, or at least they did for a while, until I realised that as much as she made things better, she unintentionally made things worse by giving me more fear. More to lose. I release a shaky, ragged breath, glancing at Y/N who's stirring now. I usually handle the nightmares on my own, but the remnants of that lose one linger on me, scarring my mind and reaching those visceral claws into my memory. "Baby....baby, could you wake up please?" I whisper, gently shaking Y/N awake. 

My angel in human form makes a small, vulnerable sound, cracking my heart as her eyelids flutter open. Immediately she frowns at my appearance, I must look bad for her to notice right away. Y/N sits up, rubbing her eyes before reaching for me, resting a hand over my heart as my breath hitches. "Leon? What happened?" She asks, thumb brushing over my chest as I place my hand over hers, fingers squeezing carefully until I feel her pulse. The faint thuds set my mind at ease a little more, she's alive and with me, and that's all I've ever needed. I swallow, struggling to find my voice as Y/N shuffles closer and wraps her arms around me, tucking my face into the crook of her neck as I bury into her skin, inhaling the smell of home.

"I just had a really bad nightmare, I'm...I'm alright now, I just needed you." I confess, the reminders only make me tense up, but as soon as Y/N's fingers begin weaving their way through my hair I instantly relax. I blow out an unsteady breath, feeling exposed and vulnerable, but not afraid anymore. To the world I'm invincible and strong, but with Y/N I can be tired and emotional. I can admit I'm not perfect and get scared sometimes. With Y/N I can feel a little more okay about the terrifying world we live in. 

"I know," Y/N whispers softly, both of us knowing that I lied, but she always makes me feel better about it, "I'm here now. I always will be, you know that." I nod, believing in the words as if they're a prayer. I pull away a little, lifting my head to close the distance and kiss her lips as if it's the last time. It's drawn out but sweet, as if neither of us ever want to pull away. When we do finally part for air, Y/N's hand cups my jaw, smoothing over a faint scar I have there as she soaks in my face, eyes drifting over every inch of skin as if staring at a piece of art. I can understand the feeling, she's my very own deity too. 

"I never want to lose you. If anything happened-" I break off with a choke, but Y/N presses a finger over my lips, touching our foreheads together as she gives me a small, reassuring smile.