#having a donut with the redfields and rebecca and leon😋😋😋💞💞

[narcissarina]

𝔊𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 ℭ𝔞𝔤𝔢, 𝔅𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔅𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔰

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Pairings: bodyguard!Leon × college billionaire!reader

Word count: 3,172

Tw: use of drugs, drugged reader, attempt assualt, mention of age-gap.

Summary: You wanted to got to the party, so Leon came up with a plan. But it quickly backfired to something Leon would regret for life.

𝙸𝙸𝙸.

Leon curses under his breath, not knowing why you’re tempted to go up to the guy and introduce yourself to him—didn’t you just say that you hated men? Even Leon could tell that in your first meeting, how you turn him away. No one ever turn him away, not even his greatest enemies.

Every time Leon is out to a visible sight, you scold him and ask him to stay behind you. He just wanted to shove you to him but then he remembered, he’s awkward with women just as you were awkward to starting a conversation with a guy.

Two people met that’s awkward to interact with their opposite sex.

Leon mutter encouragement to you, his tone uninterested but tries to hide it. You think Leon supports you with your judgement, trust me. He doesn’t, he can’t shake of some feeling.

As if the brunette guy is bad news.

The following day ended, and class ended yet again. With you dejected and sulking, Leon watch you eat your lunch when lunch already ended. You spend your lunch time trying to gather courage but didn’t and now, here you are.

Ranting to Leon and shaking him aggressively, as if he’s so convinced that violence is your love language. You accepted defeat and stood up from the bench, where you and Leon sat together, “I’ll be back, getting another drink from the cafeteria.” You said and walked away, Leon watch you—finally inside the cafeteria and bought your drink.

Then a figure came up to you, it was that guy.

Leon squint his eyes, stood up and slide your bag to his shoulder—he doesn’t know why he’s being extra protective when both of you were just college student, heck—Leon is older than you, seven years age gap.

Your conversation with the guy was a bit awkward, but he has a great communicating skill and overlook your awkwardness. “We’ll be hosting a party, all students are invited so me and my pals came looking for you to invite you.” He said, catching a glimpse that Leon’s finally behind you.

You were stunned, you were mesmerized by his smile and his voice (although Leon’s is so much better, but go girl) you accepted the invite immediately, without thinking that your father and step-mom would even agree to let you out.

“expect me to be there!” you said, then coming home in a panic and throwing all your problem to Leon, who clearly doesn’t even know if he’s a therapist or your bodyguard anymore.

“You can’t go.” Leon said, “your father said no parties.”

“Fuck!” you curse and flop down to your bed, clearly throwing a fit. “can you talk my father about it, please?” you beg, looking up at Leon’s icy blues. Leon shakes his head, “not a chance, princess. That would mean that I’m questioning his orders.”

You groan and hit your head with the pillow, “I’ll ask him myself!” and you did, got downstairs and barging into your father’s office with your step-mom in his lap, they flinched and the woman got off of your fathers lap.

You twitch and want to throw your high heels at them, you refrain of course. You badly wanted to go to that party, they even said that Sarina will be there—so a familiar face will keep you comforted in the party, “Father.” You start and walk towards his desk.

“may I go to a friends party?” you asked, your voice polite and this was the first time you asked your father anything, it’s always been him gifting you without you asking because he’ll always spot you looking at items in the mall then buying it for you—maybe because he thinks you’re shy, no?

“No you c—” step-mom’s got cut off by my father, “I mean, honey. This is the first time you asked me for anything, if it’s your happiness. How could I say no?” he said, you jump in excitement thinking that he said yes, but there’s a catch. “But dear, the outside is too dangerous for you. The reports hasn’t stop and it worries me that you might get targeted.”

“I can protect myself, isn’t that why I learn martial arts?”

“Even if you do know how to protect yourself, facing the situation for the first time will leave you stunned and weak. You have no experience in the streets, you have experience on the field where you train and take down opponents who had consent to fight you.” Your step-mom pointed out, and you don’t want to argue but she’s right.

Thanks to them, you haven’t encountered those type of things, they keep you safe here in the confinement of a house that’s been barely a home to you. They have money, they can buy whatever you asked but you feel like a bird in a cage.

Only singing and attracting limited audiences, a golden cage where you—the bird, sit pretty and shielded from the world. Even if you call it a Golden Cage, it’s still a cage, right?

“You can go.” Your face light up when your father said that, “but you have to take Leon with you, if not. No party.” Your step-mother added, you frown and storm out of the room.

Leon follows when you bump into him at the door, he’s been standing there and observe you. He doesn’t step in because it’s between family.

You felt so suffocated in this house, every wall feels like it’s shrinking and trying to crush you slowly. You hate it here, hate every décor and stuff that you have. You wish to have your mother here, comforting you and singing you your favorite lullaby.

You heard you name called out and a knock on the door, “princess?” it was Leon, he came in and sat at the edge of the bed—keeping his distance as he watch you sulk and be sad in your bed. Wanting to root away and have no life.

“Your parents do have a point.”

“I know…” you said in defeat, your voice hardly let out those words as you were trying to hold tears.

“But it’s just so suffocating, if I take you with me. I’ll ruin the mood, because it’ll be uncomfortable to have an agent standing guard and following me all the time.” You mutter and rolled yourself like a burrito with your blanket, you eyes teary as a tear slip to your temple.

Leon wants to wipe those tears away, really. He felt an ache deep in him, seeing you in pain and sharing your burden to him made him feel sympathy towards you—even though you mistook his gaze as pitying you.

“I have a proposal.” Leon said, his tone remain the same, “you’ll go to the party, but you have to update me every thirty minutes,” he said, “but I need you there in the party.” You mutter, sniffling and sitting up and remain a burrito.

“I know, but we have to make them think that I’m with you in the party.” He said, gesturing you to scoot a bit closer, “perfect timing that the D.S.O needed me for something.” He added. Soothing your back as you lay your head against his shoulder.

“I just have to keep updating you every thirty minutes, hm?” you asked to confirm, Leon nodded and took out his phone and asked for your phone. He sets it up to 30 minutes timer so you’ll know when to update him and when he’ll know you’ll be texting him.

“If you don’t text me, I’ll barge in to the party and take you home.” He added and chuckle at his own words, you nodded and hugged him. “Thank you so much, Leon!” you said and gave him a small peck on the cheek, you don’t even know why but you’re too enthusiastic to care.

This made Leon smile, seeing you happy because you’ll have time to be with people whom you’re familiar with in a party. Your friend would be truly shock if she sees you without your bodyguard and that your parents agreed to this.

A few hours later, you two arrived at your destination. Leon used his motorcycle to take you to your party, you were so excited that you were humming and being all giggly the whole ride.

“Remember, update me every thirty minutes.” He said, you nodded, “yes, sir!”

“Don’t drink too much alcohol, in fact—don’t even drink alcohol, a cocktail is fine.” Leon said and you gave him the helmet you wore back. “If you’re into trouble, hit me up, okay?” he spoke in a worried and low tone. Showing that he’s worried and not wanting you to be in great danger.

You nodded and waved him goodbye as he left.

You entered the venue and people are already drinking and playing games, Sarina’s at the table talking to someone. Her attention was snapped away and shrieked, “oh my god, girl!” she said and walk towards you, eyeing you up and down, “slay queen.”

“Come, have a drink.” She offer, “I can’t drink alcohol.” You said, ordering a cocktail because you knew better than getting wasted, and you kept Leon’s words in mind.

“I am just surprised your parents let you attend,” Sarina took a sip, can’t stop smiling at you. “Actually, they really didn’t let me—” before you could finish, Sarina gasp and smack your shoulder, “girl! I didn’t knew you’re a troublemaker.”

“bitch, I am not done talking.”

“my bad, bro.”

You both laugh, “I can go party if I tag Leon along.” She raised a brow, “then, where is he?”

“He planned this out for me, I just need to update him every thirty minutes to ensure that I am safe while he was needed back at the agency.”

Sarina nodded, taking in your words. “wow, never knew you two were in it, huh?” she smirked, “you two a thing.” You shake your head, “you wish!”

“girl, I’ll steal him away from you!”

“You’re too much a pussy to even try, Sarina.”

The party went well, and people are dancing. You kept your word and every time your phone vibrates, you’ll text Leon how was the party for you and that you assure him that you’re only drinking cocktails, not alcohol.

Sarina’s almost wasted, and the others were sleeping in the soft cushion of the chairs, while others played shot games. You enjoy to watch from the side as the brunette walked up to you—striking an opportunity since you’re all alone.

“hi.”

“oh!” you placed down your drink, “hello.” You greeted back, “enjoying yourself?” he asked, you nodded and share to him that this was actually your first time partying since your parents wouldn’t really let you. Why are you even sharing personal information with this stranger?

Your phone vibrates again, “sorry, let me take this quick. I don’t want to worry Leon.” You said and walked a few feet away from the barstool, texting your bodyguard.

Little did you know, he drugged your drink. Putting on a weird liquid in and mixed it with a toothpick. Then putting it away, after you texted Leon, you came back and held your drink. Taking small sips and enjoying your conversation with the brunette.

It's getting late too, and the drug starts to kick in.

“Sorry, I’m feeling a bit weird.” You excuse yourself, you walk towards the wall and support your back there—taking out your phone and trying to text Leon without trying to fall unconscious.

“Leon, I felt weird. I need you asap.” You sent then blacked out, your phone dropped.

The brunette catches you before you take a fall in the fall, he grab your phone and brought you upstairs.

Leon was called by his friends, not the D.S.O itself but it still counts, right? He’s with Chris, Rebecca, Claire and Luis. Having coffee while Luis excuse himself to smoke out, they were having a wholehearted conversation.

“So, how’s being a bodyguard?” Chris asked, Leon shrug and gave a small smile, “not bad, although she’s a bit sometimes.” Rebecca nodded and Claire’s taking a sip of her drink.

Ding—

The sound of Leon’s phone notification, the room fell silent and look at him, “excuse me.” He said and took out his phone, his expression dropping and his hand gripping tightly around the drink he’s holding till it exploded and got his hand burnt by the hot coffee.

“Jesus, Leon!” Claire gasp, Rebecca quickly took a towel and wrapped it around Leon’s burnt hand, “Geez, what are you thinking? What happen?” Chris asked, noticing how Leon’s frown and his quick change of demeanor.

“I got to go, now.” His voice is firm and urgency, the three only nodded to each other and followed Leon—incase that Leon’s in need of help.

“hey, guys. I bought some do—” Luis quickly got his back to the wall to the group of that almost look like an angry mob, “h-hey!” Luis called, “Sorry, Luis! Leon got something urgent.” Rebecca shouts for Luis to hear, “So it’s just me and the donuts.” Luis mutter and got inside the room again, alone.

Leon tried calling you a few times, but no avail. “God fucking damn it!” he curses, “she isn’t picking up her phone.” He said to the group, “is she in danger?” Chris asked, “if she sent that kind of text where she said she felt weird, it’s a possibility.” Rebecca answered Chris question than receive a silent answer from Leon.

“Do we have a plan? Or do we just barge in?” Claire asked, as they finally arrived to the car. Chris took the wheel while Leon’s at the passenger seat, the girls at the back. “Don’t have time to think of a plan, the party needs to pause as I get her out.”

“I knew leaving her alone is a bad idea.” Leon beat himself to it, “it’s not your fault, you just want her to have fun.” Rebecca assured, “it’s not like you can control the events and when will it happen, don’t beat yourself up.” Claire said and Chris got the car to a speed.

Ignoring every traffic jam and signs, good thing they use the agency’s car rather than a normal one. Or else, cops would chase them and ticket them for speeding. But since they’re agents, they get a pass because it’s official business.

“Come on, come on…” Leon mutter, his grip to the handle almost deadly and feels like it’s going to break. His head is swirling to possible scenario on what would’ve happen to you if he didn’t arrived in time, is he too late?

What if you got kidnapped?

What if you were violated against your will?

What if you were already dead?

These thoughts would eat Leon, if you were murdered—he wouldn’t forgive himself, heck even put a bullet up to his head because he failed to protect you. He was suppose to protect you, but it feels like he’s already failing his duty as your bodyguard.

Chris arm extended to squeeze Leon’s shoulder, his attention were snatch away from his thoughts. Chris gave Leon an assuring look, “trust me, she’s safe and no harm will be done. We’ll there on time.”

Chris was right, after ten minutes, they finally arrived to the venue—barged right in with gun in hand and ordered everyone to stay on their grounds, Leon spotted Sarina—your friend, passed out in one of the cushion chaired, “Chris, escort this girl at the car. She passed out from drinking.” Chris nodded and carried Sarina out.

Leon turn to the brunette who froze in place, he walked up to him and grabbed him by the collar, “where is she?” his voice low and deadly, “I-I don’t know, man.” The guy stuttered, Leon lost it and got the guy off of his feet and pushed him against the bar counter.

“I won’t hesitate to shoot.” Leon threatens, “Leon, that’s too far!” Claire shouted, the brunette plead for his life and gave Leon your whereabouts, “u-upstairs, second door bedroom. She’s with two guys in there, but I-I swear I don’t have anything to do with it!” Liar.

Lies.

All lies.

That’s what swarm in Leon’s head, he threw the guy at Chris feet and Chris didn’t asked and just held the man up, handcuffed him and stayed on the ground.

Leon panicked, adrenaline kicking in as he went upstairs to the second door bedroom—kick the door and there you were, passed out and two almost naked guys surrounding you.

Leon shot them each of their knee, hearing their scream reach downstairs where guests feared their life in angering the more dangerous and well-known agent.

Leon got up to you, sleeping so soundly as if you do not have a care in the world. You flutter your eyes open, “Leon?” you utter weakly, “I’m here, princess.” Leon crouch down and your eyes met.

“You came.”

“You called.”

You nodded and yawn, “I’ll be sleeping, too tired. Did I party too hard?” you asked, your smile never disappearing and Leon nodded, “yes, you did.” You got drugged.

Leon took off his leathered jacket and placed it on top of you, then carried you like a bride and came downstairs, “two men upstairs, turn them in to the police and file for use of drugs and attempt assault.” Leon didn’t know who’s he is talking this to, probably to the three of them to hear.

Claire took the lead up and followed by her brother.

“You take her home, we’ll deal with this.” Rebecca spoke and salute to you, Leon mouthed her thank you and took a cab home. Your home, where he’s there and you’re safe.

It was already late, but he wasn’t late to save you. Time check: 9:50 PM, the cab arrived to your house as Leon took you out from the cab and carried you inside your home. “Oh, god!” your step-mom exclaimed, “did she partied too hard?” your father asked, “she did.” Leon lied, he knew you didn’t even drink to be this passed out.

You were drugged, but he lied for you.

“I’ll take her to her room.” Leon excuse himself and you, bringing you to your room and lying you there. You whine and smudge your makeup as you toss and turn, he stay sitting on the edge of your bed. Brushing off strands of hair from your face.

If he didn’t arrived in time, you would’ve been in pain, violated nor even did something worse, he wouldn’t ever forgive himself if that happened.

“I won’t let you out of my sight, ever again.”

You open your eyes again and giggle at Leon when he lean in to whisper those words, but you’re too sleepy to make out of it. He held your hand, and you squeeze it. Your chest rising up and down, finally relaxing your face and sleeping soundly.

“You deserve to know what happened, I’ll tell when you wake up. But for now, I am here to protect you, princess.”

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