𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒚| ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2

Rough Roomating

The island is blowing up all around us after Saddler is killed, yet all Leon and I can do is hug and kiss each other. I shake from fear but also relief, it's been a terrifying week but I've somehow survived a kidnapping, and thanks to Leon I'm no longer infected with a parasite that could've killed me.

Along the way we formed a close bond, a connection so deep it's past romantic, more like soul mates. Leon grabs my hand after asking if I'm okay for the millionth time, then we run to the elevator, past the crumbling rocks and onto a jet ski. The whole way he never lets go of me, either tugging my hand or resting a hand on my back.

After a thankfully short trip, a helicopter finds us and we make our way back to US soil. Awaiting us is a group of special agents and military, alongside my father, the president. I dash out of the helicopter and run into my dad's arms, hugging him tightly as he squeezes me to him. I turn to see Leon give him a nod, then he backs away. I frown, ducking out of my dad's arms to run back to Leon, who's walking away as if he's turning his back on me. "Hey, where are you off to?" I ask playfully, but he doesn't even smile.

He looks between me and my dad, but I don't care, I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him as he politely hugs me back, it's nothing like how we were before. "I wanna see you again." I whisper just so Leon can hear.

He shakes his head and gently pushes me away, I know what's coming but it still hurts. "That's not a good idea," he begins, I swallow my pride and tears as I reply "But I thought we had something..."

Leon shakes his head, avoiding my eyes as his jaw tenses. "You don't need me anymore, just go live your life happy." I can feel my heart shatter, so I just nod and turn my back to him, attempting to hide the pain from everyone as they watch me like a hawk. The betrayal hits deep, I should've known better than to get attached to an agent, but we truly did connect.

Leon POV:

I watch her walk away, and with every step I hate myself even more. She's one of the few people I can see myself opening up to, fuck I want to open up to her. Tell her about the things that make me happy as well as the nightmares that plague me. I've never felt so close to anyone for a long time, and now like every time before, it's gone.

My teeth hurt from how hard I'm clenching them, I have to be composed, avoid looking at her too much, it can't seem suspicious. I force myself to move, I should be happy to go back home, have a few days to actually sleep and shower without being on edge, but I just feel so...empty. I knew I should've kept things distant, but I couldn't help it, the girl made me laugh for fuck sake.

Months pass and I think about her more than I should. I go on a few missions, but nothing hard to handle. I'm at home when I get the call, at first I think it's the regular get up and go, but as the boss talks, my hand clenches and a bolt of panic sets in.

"After a few assassination attempts, the president has thought it would be best to assign a bodyguard to her at all times. She'll be staying with you for now, until we can secure a place somewhere thay hasn't been leaked to our enemies."

I feel angry at the information. I'm surprisingly not bothered by her coming over, but the fact someone tried to kill her. Multiple times. I want to fucking find them. But that isn't the job.

Y/N POV:

As soon as I see Leon again, all the feelings I thought were gone come back to the surface. His eyes find mine, and he gives me thay same wide eyed look, as if all attention is on me. I clear my throat and walk past him, observing my new home.

"It's uh, I tried to tidy as best I could." Leon mumbles, locking the front door. I arch a brow, the whole apartment is as tidy as it could ever be, with the bare minimum furniture and a bookcase with various books of different genres neatly placed.

"Yeah, such a mess." I mumble, earning a huff from Leon, I turn to see him faintly smiling at me, but I don't return it. How could I when he hurt me so many months ago.

Over the next few days it's like having a roommate, we get along enough to not be awkward, but we don't particularly spend time together. I sleep in the guest room, and Leon sleeps...Well he doesn't sleep a lot. He cooks and I agree to tidy after, we work in an odd rhythm, until a week later when Leon stops me from going back to my room in the evening.

"Hey, I thought we could, uh, watch some TV?" He asks, looking sheepish. My eyes widen, but I nod and follow him to sit down. He passes me the remote and stays a distance away from me as I pick a movie, then awkwardly we watch it.

We make idle chatter, but nothing as deep as what we used to talk about back in Spain. It's as though Leon is trying to keep away from me emotionally, as if he's purposely not trying.

"Did any of it mean anything to you?" I finally ask, looking at Leon as he shuffles awkwardly on the couch.

"It was unconventional, it couldn't have gone further, just drop it." Leon snaps, I pull back, shook and hurt from his sudden change of demeanour. I stand, throwing the remote into his lap.

"I'm going to bed." I mumble, Leon stands and catches my arm but I shrug out of his hold and walk away, once I reach my room I finally sigh, wondering if we'd even had a chance in the first place.

Eventually I fall asleep, but it's a restless one. Nightmares rage in my head, memories of the Plaga and Leon constantly being taken from me, arms shake me as I whimper and cry, calling out for him.

"I'm right here, shhh it's okay." Leon coos, I wake with a start to see Leon perched on the bed, his eyes frantic as he watches me. I touch my cheeks, feeling tears, the nightmare leaves an impact, and I begin to shake. I scoot over and Leon knows the cue, he wraps his arms around me as I nestle into him, finding comfort in his warmth and smell.

"T-they won't go away." I shakily whisper. Leon runs a hand through my hair, shushing me before I can work myself up into a panic.

"I know. I get them too. You're safe, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you ever again." He murmurs, I pull back, sniffling.

"You're just a placeholder though, right? You come and you go." I reply, hating how desperate I sound. Leon's jaw tenses, but when I mindlessly reach up and brush his jawline, I just know from the look he gives me that he's still got feelings for me.

Leon leans in, but I meet him halfway. Our lips connect gently, hesitantly, but soon enough he chases the memories away when he takes control and devours my mouth, I didn't even know kissing could be this good. He breaks the kiss a few moments later, his eyes wild.

"Please don't pull away from me again," I beg grabbing his tee, "I can't keep playing this game with you."

"Then we won't. But we have to be careful if we do this, nobody can know." He mumbles, pressing his forehead to mine as his lips touch mine in a peck.

I nod, pulling him down onto the bed, but Leon pulls back and scoops me up, taking me to his room instead. "This room is nicer." He smiles, setting me on the bed that smells like him, and is so much more comfy. I grin, snuggling into the pillows as he stands and watches me, then he climbs in beside me and pulls me onto his chest, I drape my leg over his.

"There wasn't a day that went past that I didn't regret leaving you." Leon deeply mumbles, putting an arm behind his head as his other cages me to him.

"You've got to make it up to me." I whisper, letting out a yawn. Leon chuckles and closes his eyes, nodding.

"I plan to."