• Summary: You were difficult to love; you made it difficult to love you. Leon knew that you weren't a good person anymore, yet he still clung to you. You used to be so good, his best friend from childhood. What happened? Leon, in a desperate attempt to get the old you back, found himself in an unstable and mentally exhausting relationship with you, an ex-convict fresh out of prison. Although you've abandoned your ways, you made no effort to redeem yourself. You had already tainted your image and ruined your life, so what was the point?
• Genre: Angst
• Pairing: Leon X Ex-Criminal!Reader
• Warnings: Swearing | Assault mentions | Guns | Criminal gang activities| Bank heists | Mentions of drug usage | Alcohol usage | Suicidal thoughts | Unstable relationship | Mentally and emotionally draining relationship | Reader is not the victim | She's the problem | I'm sorry Leon | There's not a lot of fluff | Things get progressively better, but it takes a while | Back away if you're easily triggered | You've been warned, so don't yell at me | For the love of fuck read my author's note, even if you think you're above them |
• Word Count: 17,427
• Up Next: Piers (details after this story)
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This is officially the longest one-shot I've ever written. Can we even call this a one-shot?
Onto something more serious.
You've, hopefully, read the warnings. In that case, you know that this is a much more mature type of story, not in the sense of smut, but because it deals with a few sensitive topics.
The reader is not exactly your typical lovable, innocent little sweetheart of a role-model, far from it. She does, however, have a particular dept that I'll let you experience.
The story did swerve from the original direction I had planned out, but I'm glad it went the way it did, and I hope you enjoy it as well!
I won't be writing excessively heavy types of stories like this one too often. I do like keeping the tone light, but it was nice to do something different for once.
I'll shut up now and let you enjoy. At least I hope you will! ♡
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Leon stepped outside of the bathroom of his suite at the Rose of Rondelands. A towel was wrapped around his waist while droplets from his still-wet hair slowly trailed down his bare back.
As he entered the main room, he couldn't help but sigh contentedly at the peaceful atmosphere. Not a single soul was present but himself. Not even his pokémon were here. They were in the care of the hotel's staff as they always were whenever Leon stayed in Wyndon.
His exhibition match against his long time rival, Raihan, was in three days, and Leon had decided to stay in the bustling city of Wyndon until then. The city was exceptionally lively, and it took Leon's breath away every single time. Plus, every time he saw Wyndon's stadium, he couldn't help but feel proud, proud to be able to call that stadium his.
Of course, the people who lived in Wyndon were just as dynamic as the city itself. Every time Leon stepped foot here, he was greeted with hoards of fans and reporters. Granted, it was normality for him to be approached by adoring fans, he was the champion, after all. However, the residents of Wyndon were rather excessive.
It was rare in itself for Leon to be able to have some time to himself in Wyndon. He could barely purchase a cup of coffee at his favourite café without overhearing people whispering about him.
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