Léo Kliesen X Reader: I Love You. You Know That, Right?
Gender: Neutral
(F/O)= Favorite outfit (Y/N)'S POV
I walked down the long hall of the hotel, rushing to the hotel room. "(Y/N)!" Léo called me out, "I said I was sorry!" I ignored her. "Come on. You know I don't like it when you do that," she said innocently. "A 'sorry' won't cut it," I snapped, stopping on my steps and turning to her. Fear overwhelmed her eyes for a split second. "Stay cal—" "I am calm!"
"She was drunk!"
"She still deserved a beating!"
When Léo was about to say a word, she pulled me down. A football flew over us moments after. "Sorry!" a young boy apologized. Léo immediately rose and snapped at them. "Assholes!" I find it quite humiliating yet humerus that she was like the man in our relationship. What am I kidding? She is. Well.. not entirely with the dress she was forced to wear by Lili.
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Léo looked perfect with the outfit she had before hand. Sure, she looked like a guy but that's only because she doesn't like the 'all-to-girly' stuff, which is why I love her. She wasn't little miss perfect, she wasn't like the evil stepsisters in the Cinderella story either. She was just right, just perfect.
Léo helped me up. I dusted off the dirt off my pants. "I could've beat her for you," I said as I started to walk off again, "but you and Asuka had to stop me." Léo caught up with me. "We were at a party and she was hostess."
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Almost to the door of the hotel room, the ball came back again but this time, it hit me on the face. I immediately shrunk myself and covered my face with both hands. "Oh, crap!" we heard one of the boys say. "(Y/N)! Are you okay?!" Léo panicked. I looked up at her, uncovering my face. "Am I bleeding?" My face was numb so I couldn't really feel anything. Her face was filled with shock and anger. The two boys who were playing with the football came up behind her, also kept their distance. Léo kept her look calm, although I saw rage in her eyes. "She doesn't look that tough," one said in a hushed tone. She grabbed the ball and examined. I saw some of my blood in it. She turned to them. "Who threw this?" she asked calmly. One back off completely, leaving the other in front of Léo.
Léo kicked the boy in front of her at his sack. As soon as he was going down for a kneeling posing while he grabbed himself, she kneeled him on his stomach. The boy completely fell in pain. The other boy was not to far. Léo tightened her grip on the ball and aimed for the boy. Throwing the ball, it hit the boy's head, causing him to drop into kneeling position. I stood by the door in awe, nose still bleeding. She took out her room key and opened the door. "Now I could've done that to Lili," I said as she pushed me inside.
A smile creeped onto her face. "Yeah, but no one can hurt my [gal/guy]," she blushed. I kissed her on her check. "I love you. You know that, right?"
