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Leon had just come back from his mission in the Eastern Slav republic a few days ago. Exhausted and annoyed, after a day of meetings and paperwork he finally makes his way to his apartment, what he didn’t expect was you on his couch watching one of your favourite guilty pleasure cartoons, ‘The Spectacular Spider-Man’.

The past few days had been utterly exhausting for Leon, and he was not too proud of how he was handling it…… with alcohol. The whole ordeal in the Eastern Slav Republic had left a bitter taste in his mouth, from the infected who strangely resembled Las Plagas, from the people who died, to the revelation that the American government had been monitoring him the whole time. Furthermore, Ada had made an appearance, her usual dramatic appearance.

But he wasn’t back there anymore, and wasn’t in the DSO headquarters anymore either. The agent was on his way to his cold, bare apartment…. And now that he was promised a full vacation this time…….. his head was filled with thoughts of you.

Before they had sent him to the European country he was enjoying his time with you, in bed, a slow but very pleasurable morning in your ever so warm embrace. But they called him in, he hadn’t even been able to enjoy breakfast in your kitchen. How he longed for your waffles, or even some english style breakfast (without the beans). Unfortunately whenever they called him in, refusing was not an option, and through his annoyance, the 21 year old rookie police officer still lived on, longing to save people, make this fucked up place more bearable for others; for you.

Speaking of you, once he had set foot on American soil, Leon had sent you a quick text, as per usual, saying ‘Just arrived in one piece, see you soon sweet thing. ;)’ and you would just respond with an emoji. But even with an emoji, he knew you. You preferred showing him, telling him face to face. how glad you were that he was back, how you missed him.

He, too, was more comfortable showing than telling, but he would make an exception for you, he would reassure you, do everything in his power so that it was engraved in your mind how important you were to him.

Sure, Ada was a part of himself he could never let go, but you, you were here, always. You weren’t just a part of him. In record time you became so much more, wormed your way past his defences, and before he knew it, you took his heart in your hands, with a tenderness he had forgotten existed. But you knew that he, too, had your own heart, that you'd gifted to him without the shadow of a doubt, eagerly even. And he protected it at any cost, even from himself at times.

And here he was, lost in you, without you having to be present. driving to his place in silence, save for ‘Killer Queen’ from Queen playing from his car radio. Queen was one of your favourite artists, and the Sheer Heart Attack CD you lost, he had found in his car. He’d give it back to you later.

He was planning on taking a shower, eating and going to sleep, the next morning popping in your living room, you both had each other's keys, waiting for you to wake up, before taking you in his arms, longing to feel you against him, breathing, comfortable, alive, safe. And planning with you the rest of your day. Little did he know, he wouldn’t have to wait after all.

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The brunette had just opened the door to his place when he noticed your shoes in his entryway, the leather jacket you had stolen from him on the coat rail. Then he noticed the light from his TV illuminating the living room, as he approached the couch you were lying on, clutching a pillow from his bed to your chest, he smiled to himself. The sound of you sleepily singing to the cartoon's opening song.

“Making villains fall, Webbing rivals to a halt, Racing up and down the walls, Bringing justice to us all~” yawning as you sang the refrain. You were watching your guilty pleasure cartoon Spectacular Spider Man.

He could just stalk quietly to the couch, as to not break the calmness of the scene. He leaned to the back of the couch, silently watching the cartoon with you for a couple of minutes, before moving his baby blues to your form stretched out comfortably on his couch, he noticed you wore the white two piece satin pyjamas he especially loved, your hair framing your face perfectly as you laid there, engrossed on the TV screen. He couldn’t help the fingers that trailed up and down your arm gently, goosebumps forming in his wake. You were perfect, an angel sent just for him.

Leon kissed your temple, intoxicated in the sweet strawberry scent of your shampoo, moving your unwavering attention from the screen, to him. Sparkling gems looking up at him, you both smiled at each other.

“Hi” you breathed, “Hey sweet thing” he responded with just as much devotion reflected from your eyes to his own. He turned back to the screen with a smirk

“Aren’t you too old to watch that?”, you turned and gave him a playful glare “Hey! I’m just 28 and no one is ever too old to watch a cartoon anyways…I know you like it too”, he shook his head with a playful scoff, he would never admit it,but, yes, he enjoyed watching cartoons with you. He had a difficult childhood, and even worse young adult life, so it always felt like he had missed something, so this, in a way, was liberating.

“Still ... .Didn't think they’d broadcast this at this hour” you nodded at his statement, returning your own gaze to the cartoon “Me neither” you yawned “but Spider man is always a welcome surprise. I like this show…. Too bad they never got to continue it…” you then sniggered “It’s great to pass the time watching one hero while waiting for mine” beaming up at him.

He raised a brow, then shook his head with a soft smile. Unable to wait anymore he descended once more, taking your chin between his fingers, thumbing your bottom lip, he captured your lips with his own. The tension disappeared from his shoulders as he locked lips with you. While you sighed contently in his kiss. Parting for a few seconds, before both reaching back for more, again and again. In the end you ended up sitting back up, arms around his shoulders, while his hand was keeping you in place by the back of your head. The both of you loved making out. Since Leon wasn’t too keen of pda, aside from holding your hand, or having you hanging off his arm, once you were beyond closed doors it didn’t take him long to scoop you up and smack his lips to your own, whispering about how much he wanted to do this, really it made the kiss all the more pleasurable to you.

You parted for air again, but this time he let you go, pecking you on the forehead.

“Gotta take a shower”, you nodded then perked up as you remembered something “Oh, you didn’t eat yet right? I was too lazy to cook so I picked up some takeout on the way here. I left you some in the fridge”

Leon nodded with a grateful sigh at the information, which was good because he was also not in the mood to cook anything, even if it was just some pasta or anything quick and easy to make.

Once he retrieved some grey sweats and briefs, he went into the bathroom, the door halfway closed, you continued to watch the spider man episode to the end, humming along the ending theme then called it a night.

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When Leon next emerged from the bathroom, and moved to the kitchen to eat his share of the takeout, he noticed you had disappeared to his bedroom. So he hurriedly ate, brushed his teeth. Before entering his bedroom. the moon illuminates your form from under the covers. Fuck he loved you, both of you knew that you loved each other, but it had yet to be verbalised.

Then again the both of you were okay with it, Leon still a bit scared of committing, giving his whole trust, he knew he could trust you, he wanted to shower you with his never ending love and devotion but his past still shadowed his judgement and it was still so hard to put all the walls down. Some days he would be distant. there, but somewhere else all the same. Sometimes it would hit harder than other days, sometimes he needed to be alone, not able to deal with someone else near him, sometimes he needed a drink.

But it was okay, you’d still be here for him, shouldering him if he wanted, supporting him if he let you, but sometimes you'd force your way in; and he’d let you. Because through it all, he loved you, and you loved him, so there was no need to say it yet.

But as he sank under the covers, you turned to lay on his side, his arm circling your waist instantly, while your fingers traced shapes on his naked chest, head tucked in his neck.

The domesticity, the normalcy of it all hit him, he felt so safe around you, he felt like he just hadn’t come back from a mission where he had to fight lickers, two Tyrants. Where he had been thrown around. He was so soft around you, you were his beacon in the fog. Without knowing, you grounded him, your voice brought him back from the horrors. Even just you, enjoying a cartoon on his couch, brought such warmth to his home, you were home.

And as you were softly pecking his neck, softly marking him up here and there, almost half asleep, telling him how much you missed him, how glad you were that he was back. My hero is back safe and sound.

He let it slip, “I love you”

He’d show you how much in the morning.

Notes: Damnation Leon deserves more love.... Also The spectacular Spider-man was my childhood cartoon. And when I saw it was in Disney+ I just had this idea with Leon….

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