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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Mr Movie Star: Johnny Cage x reader

During a banquet thrown by empress sindel, it seems you have caught a certain movie stars eye

Warnings: swearing | gif creds: @mortal-kombat-1

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Kitana is your best friend; the two of you grew up together, so you're quite close with her and her family. Though unlike the princesses', you aren't royalty, and while that is true it doesn't stop the empress from inviting you to the royal banquet [which you hesitantly decide to go to]

-Night of banquet-

It's a beautiful night, one that is often hard to come across. The table is filled with delicious food, and many a people occupy the space, such as; earthrealms champion Raiden, Kung Lao, Kenshi Takahashi, Lord Liu Kang, and Johnny Cage.

Alone and bored out of your mind, you sit at the end of the table hoping no one will come up with you although the empress wanted you to interact.

"Good evening..."

That voice. You turn your head to the right, your eyes landing on-

"Johnny Cage?"

and, with a nod, the man gives you his signature smile.

"The one and only."

Johnny Cage is...interesting. He's a movie-star, you overheard that his wife had left him, and that he has sento which belongs to Kenshi's family. It's a surprise you were able to get that much information on him considering this is the first time you've met the man.

"...are you..."

"No, i'm not royalty.", you finish, with an awkward chuckle. "...i'm close with the family. Kitana is my best friend and we grew up together, though despite not being apart of this family I was still "forced" to come."

Johnny let's out a soft chuckle, his right hand moving to run through his hair, his soft brown eyes looking into yours. It's not uncomfortable however, he has a warm sort of energy.

"...you're an earthrealmer?"

"Yep. Movie star, martial artist, kinda famous.", he gloats with a smirk...then he leans in. "...and also single." though while he seems confident on the outside it's evident he's hurting from this divorce. That he's using other means to cover this up, and he hopes you can see through this, but you can't.

"I'm...sorry, about your divorce."

Johnny pauses...he looks away, his demeanor slipping, then he grabs some wine and takes a sip.

"Not sure how you found out, but it's fine." John puts the wine glass down and sighs. "Cris was right, about everything. I spent too much on shit, and i've gotten too lost in the "johnny cage" persona, that I lost the person I love the most...and I don't think we'll be getting back together."

Johnny sighs and looks at you.

"Look, i'm not trying to use you as a distraction if it's coming across that way. You seem like a nice person, and i'd like to get to know you...if you wanted?"

He then proceeds to hold out his hand;

"So, let's start again. I'm John Carlton."

His voice is softer than before, he has a small smile on his face a genuine one. He seems more comfortable and more open having opened up about what happened, and is willing to get to know you.

You take his hand, and a small smile appears.

"I'm (y/n) (l/n)."

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"Tonight was wonderful." you say as John walks you to your home, and John gives a nod.

"It's nice to focus on something other than myself." he jokes, then his eyes go to your house which you've arrived at. You stop at the door and John looks at you, a bit awkward, though that smile doesn't disappear.

"I hope we meet again John..."

"Me too (y/n)."

The two of you stand there, just staring at eachother, before you snap out of it and turn to walk into your house. Though when you hear his voice, and you look down back at him, you notice how his soft brown eyes look into yours, and it's almost like you're home. Like he's home.

"John..."

"Can I...kiss you?"

At first he didn’t want to because of his ex, but during this night and getting to know you, he’s begun to fall for you…and he realises getting back with his ex is basically impossible.

Though, again, he’s not trying to use you as a distraction he genuinely likes you and wonders if things will go anywhere [which he does hope even if the split still hurts]

You step forward, and with a nod giving him the go ahead, he leans down and kisses you. Which makes you melt. With his hand now in yours, as he draws lines on your skin, the two of you stand there kissing under the street light.

Then, with the goofiest smile, you both pull away, and John gives you a sweet forehead kiss. The two of you just look at eachother, before he lets your hand go and turns to walk off; "i'll see you around sweetheart.", and with a wink, and that sweet smile, he walks off leaving you alone, smiling like crazy.

#johnny #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mk1

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Okay: Leon Kennedy x reader

Leon thinks you die, so when he sees you alive he never wants to let you go again.

gif creds: @halfwayriight

Bold = Leon

You + Luis: normal font

Italics = Ashley

"(Y/N)!"

His voice cracks, breaking through the chaos of the night. His eyes, wide- shock filled. His body is frozen in place, almost as if an invisible force is willing it to. His heart picks up speed until it feels like it's going to give out, and his right hand reaches out in desperate need to touch you- to grab you and pull you.

Though as the building collapses, and that face he loves so dearly disappears from sight, it doesn't feel real.

"(Y/N) NO!"

The 27 year old begins to run towards the building, when he's suddenly stopped by the roof above collapsing and knocking him out.

....

"Ugh my head."

Leon's eyes slowly open, welcoming the dim night. He looks around the room, confused, and that's his eyes land on Ashley and Luis. Still disoriented he attempts to sit up which fails, as the pain from his head shoots back and leaves him groaning again.

"...where.."

"Leon!"

Ashley having just realised he's awake runs over to him, and hugs him.

"You're awake!"

"What..."

"You were knocked out."- Luis finishes, a few cuts and bruises on his face. "...we managed to find you before you were killed, and we brought you here." the Spaniard waves his hand. "...and lucky we did..."

Leon groans and clutches his head, his mind a swirl.

"(y/n)...where's..."

Leon looks around the room, having not remembered what happened yet.

"Where's (y/n)..."

Luis and Ashley exchange a look; Ashley looks near tears, and Luis is doing a perfect job of hiding his emotions. An unspoken silence between the two leads Luis to jog Leon's memory which he wish he didn't have to do.

"They're...they're gone-"

The door being thrown open so suddenly grabs the attention of the three. They look over at the door, almost-expecting to see one of those Ganado's because what's new. Though when the three focus ahead, they all look shocked...Leon especially, who stares wide-eyed.

His partner, his lover, they're standing at the door. One hand on their side, cuts and bruises scattered on their face. They look weak, disoriented, yet despite that, manage a smile.

"I'm here-"

Your eyes widen when Leon is over to you in no time, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you tight against his chest. He gasps, he clings to your body like he's making sure that you're there and he's not imagining things. He lets out a soft sob, his hands clinging clinging once more, the blood covering you touching him.

"You...you're-"

"I'm here baby..."

Despite the amount of pain you're in, that you wanna pass out, being in Leon's embrace is soothing now that you're back in his arms. Leon keeps you close to him, to his heart, and the two of you stand there, while Ashley and Luis watch on with smiles.

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Leon glances over at you every so often, making sure you're still breathing.

"They're alright...physically."

The doctor tells Leon, jotting down some notes in his book.

"...mentally..." the agent nods, knowing already, cause why wouldn't you be mentally okay after all that you went through.

"Can I stay?"

"Of course."- the doctor nods. "I'll let you two be alone."- and he leaves the room and shuts the door, leaving you and Leon alone once again. Leon, who approaches the bed and sits down, his right hand intertwining with your left.

He watches the way you breathe, the way your mouth is slightly parted. The cuts and bruises on your body an example of your survival, and the bandage around your torse reminding him that he almost lost you.

It feels surreal; one minute he had seen you "die", the next you were back in his arms safe and sound. The last 24 hours have been insane but with you alive and well, things are already better. Leon squeezes your hand softly, not enough to wake you, but enough to let your subconscious know that he's there.

Leon gets comfortable on the chair, and spends the next few hours just watching over you until you wake.

-A few weeks later-

"Home sweet home."

Leon comes up behind you and kisses you on the cheek before hauling the stuff inside; you had offered to help, though Leon was insistent on doing it all himself.

"So glad to be home."

He places everything down by the couch, and turns to face you; his eyes soften, he smiles when you smile they're smile is so beautiful, and proceeds to walk back over to you.

Leon leans down, and surprises you when he wraps his arms around you, and scoops you up, his lips meeting yours in a loving kiss. You kiss him back, being spun around by Leon, who can't stop smiling.

"I love you Leon."

Leon swoons hearing those words, it never fails to make his heart hammer. Oh how he loves you so much, he's just so happy to have you in his arms alive and well, and now the two of you can spend time together which means more than anything.

"I love you too sweetheart. Now, let's go and relax." and, with his arms still holding you, and the softest smile ever on his lips, he carries you over to the couch.

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil 4 remake #comfort character #leon

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Help: Leon x reader

Leon comes to you to fix up his hair.

[Creds to: bahnhofbratan on Pinterest for the photo]

As always thank ya’ll for the love on my stuff :)

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[2 am]

A knocking at your front door wakes you from your slumber. At first, you chalk it up to your mind playing tricks on you. However when that same knock repeats you realise it's not a mind trick, and therefore decide to go and see.

"I'm coming!"

It's not until you get to the front door that you realise how bad of an idea this is. It's god knows how late in the morning, someone is knocking on the door in the middle of the night and they still haven't said anything. This is a perfect example of "person falls victim to stupidity." and, with that, you don't open the door.

Instead you reach for a weapon. Breathing a little heavy but maintaining your composure, you begin to back away....

"(y/n) please open the door I...I need you."

Leon?

"Leon? Is that you?"

"Yeah it's me...", he replies, though he sounds shy, embarrassed? "...I know it's really late, but I...fucked up and I need help." you don’t grab the weapon, and instead you open the door, now scared that he's hurt or something which thankfully isn't the case.

Instead he stands there wearing a hoodie and when you begin to open your mouth to ask, he pulls it off.

His hair...it's been...cut, except in such an uneven and crooked way. Leon looks, again, embarrassed, and that's probably why he hid his head with the hoodie on the way. You find his hair perfect though, despite how it looks, though that can't be said about Leon.

"I tried to cut my hair, but I...got distracted and it ended up like this."

He steps forward, though seems hesitant, and the poor guy Leon looks at you desperate.

"Look I know it was a stupid reason to come over this late, I just..."

"No." You reply, stepping out to meet him. "it's not stupid at all Leon. Like I said you can come to me about anything, and I mean anything. I care for you a lot, you're my best friend Leon, but I don't just care for you 'cause you're my best friend."

Leon stands there...and his eyes soften a little. He gives a small nod and looks at you, thankful.

"Now come in, i'll fix up your hair for you."

Leon walks in once you move aside, and you close and lock the door once more. He looks around the house, memories of being there many a time filling his mind, which only makes him smile.

Noting the smile on his face as you pass, you gesture the agent to take a seat on a chair, before leaving to grab some hair stuff. Sure you're tired but you wanna be here for Leon and if that means spending all night awake with him, then that's what will happen.

Searching through the different stuff you soon return, and Leon smiles seeing you. God his smile, it always seems to make things better.

"So you just want me to fix it up for you, that's all...?"

"Yeah- yes please (n/n)."

"Got it."

You then come up behind him and you wrap a towel around his shoulders. Leon sits completely still and lets you do your thing, though feeling the closeness makes him feel all warm inside.

The two of you have known eachother for years and he would be lying if he said he didn't have feelings for you. He hasn't revealed these feelings though not wanting to mess up the relationship the two of you have, but mainly to keep you out of danger.

If anyone found out he loved you, you would be hurt, and if hiding these feelings covers that, he's fine with that.

Leon is snapped back to reality when he feels your fingers through his hair, the way you're so gentle to not cut him or hurt him in anyway. His eyes close and he gets more comfortable, letting you fix up his hair- that warm feeling inside wrapping around him like a blanket.

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"Done.", a big proud smile on your lips, and you put your tools away and look at Leon. "...ready to see?"

Leon gives a nod, excited to see you fix up his "mistake.". Unable to hide your smile, you count down from three and show him his fixed up hair with a hand-held mirror.

He focuses on his reflection...you wait to see his reaction...Leon turns around to look at you...and the cutest softest smile appears.

"It's perfect! you did amazing, thank you. Now I won't look like my hair got caught in a mower."

"You're welcome Leon..." you place the mirror down and smile. "...i'm glad I could help...oh!" You glance at the clock. "I know this is sudden but I can't let you go home at this time- you walked here, right? Well i'm not letting you walk home. You can take my bed, i'll take the couch." And oh if he hadn't fallen in love with you already, this act of kindness proved it.

"I couldn't do that to you."

"I insist, really."

"But-"

"I insist."

He pauses...he looks wanting to "fight" you on this again, but realises how insistent you are, and gives in.

"Okay i'll take the bed." which makes you happy, and with a smile, you bring him to your room. Leon, who turns back to look at you, looks like he wants to say more than thank you, but holds his tongue like he always does.

"Thank you again (y/n), really."

With a nod, the way your eyes soften, you answer;

"You're welcome Leon..."

The two you stare at eachother for a few more moments, before you nod and turn, shutting the door to head down to the lounge. Leon's eyes remain on the door for a moment or so more, before he lays down on your bed and lets out a soft sigh.

You on the other hand take the couch and lay down, looking up at the ceiling, thinking of Leon.

While Leon sleeps in your bed, and you sleep on the couch, neither of you can fall asleep straightaway. All you can think about is one-another, though, neither would ever admit that.

Which is the way it has to be.

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#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #comfort character #resident evil 4 remake #leon #cute

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Loss: Leon Kennedy x reader

After losing Luis, neither of you are the same.

Warnings: sad, swearing not much though, death.

gif creds: @entreri

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"I'm here Leon!"

Having just dealt with some bugs, you manage to meet up with Leon and Luis once again. With a quick turn to face Leon...that's when your eyes fall on Luis...and you freeze.

No...no this can't be right. Why is Leon holding Luis's hand like he's...dead. Why is Leon crying, and why does Luis have his eyes closed. Why...why is there blood on his mouth, his head fallen to the side. He's sleeping yeah that's right, he's only sleeping.

"Leon...Luis is sleeping hey...", you let out a soft chuckle. "...he's tired, right?"

Leon turns his head in your direction, and you notice the amount of tears falling. The way he looks distraught, how there aren't any words coming out, and the way he's trying to compose himself from breaking down fully. Though noticing you there makes him stand up and run towards you, not wanting you to bear seeing your best friend's dead body anymore.

"Leon? What...why are you crying? He's only asleep."

"(y/n)..." he stutters, his lip quivering. No, he has to be strong, not only for himself but for you. He moves in front of you, hiding your face against his chest.

"Don't look-"

"Leon baby, look at what? At Luis sleeping?"

You try to look again, but he keeps hiding your face against his chest. This is cruel and you should have a chance to say goodbye but he knows he wouldn't be able to take you away from Luis's body. Having him take you away before more damage can be done, is what he has to do.

"I'm sorry (y/n)." and, before you can protest, he grabs your hand and pulls you away.

"What? No- Leon let me go-"

Leon ignores you, he grips your hand tight and pulls you out of there, while trying to hide you again. You're confused...you're confused as to why he's not letting you see Luis- attempting to yank your hand out of his, doesn't work.

"Leon let me go, let me go-"

"I can't do that-"

"Yes you can, let me go."

It rips his heart out to have to do this to you, but it's the only choice. You, on the other hand, start getting angry- you watch Luis, who doesn't move yet, because he's only asleep. Tears, however, start to fall down your own cheeks and you keep yanking your hand.

"Let me go!"

Desperate, so desperate it brings sobs out of you, you scream at Leon- you beg him to let you go because you need to go to Luis. You have to make sure he's alright, you have to hug him and see that beautiful smile of his. Hear his voice as he reassures you he's okay.

With every method you try to pull away, the desperation is apparent. Though with Leon's vice-like grip on your hand, it becomes useless. As much as that hurts, as angry as you are, there's no way to get to Luis.

Leon pulls you away, forcing you away, not even a goodbye or anything. Luis's body becoming smaller and smaller until you can no longer see him, and while you can't see Leon's face it's becoming increasingly harder for him to stay composed.

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The weeks following that day, pass by in a blur. There are bits and pieces that you remember, such as finding Ash and escaping the island. Everything in-between is a blur, as you're so out of it.

The home that once felt like a home, feels like just a building that one lives in. Once you get home, for the both of you, neither of you really speak or do anything together. The only thing you really do is comfort one-another although you feel numb while doing it, and Leon is still getting over everything too.

At first, you're in denial. You're pissed at Leon for not letting you go back to Luis, claiming that he was just asleep and he was okay. It started off as silent treatment with Leon ...which only lasted for a few hours, cause then you felt bad for treating him that way.

After that, you became how you are now. The feeling of losing your best friend on top of nearly losing Leon and Ashley, and going through all of that, took both a mental and physical toll on you, leaving you broken and numb.

The nights that usually were filled with laughter and smiles are replaced with coldness and hurt. The two of you are so broken and so hurt by everything, that the only comfort you find is in eachother, but, again, it's hard to comfort when you can't really focus on anything.

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It's one of those nights, you and Leon are up as usual. Leon makes his way into the kitchen and secretely slips some alcohol into his coffee, while watching you out of the corner of his eye.

You are on the couch staring at the tv droning on about something, it's hard to focus on what. Leon approaches, holding a cup of your favourite drink, and you give a quiet thanks; the beverage in your right hand, Leon sits down next to you.

As you stare at him, the dark circles under his eyes and the messiness of his hair is evident of those sleepless nights. Of the trauma and the effects that weigh mentally on him. Leon looks down at his cup, a soft sigh from his lips, then those blue eyes once full of life now a reflection of his mental health.

He wants to speak, to say anything, but all that comes out is an "I love you.".

You look at your partner...and cause of three words, that's what finally breaks you. A pain in your chest, one that feels like it's been ripped out hits you; the cup falls from your hand and it's almost like you can't breathe.

You think back to him, to Luis, and that's when you stare at Leon with a heartbreaking look. Leon looks at you, confused, and it's only when you let out a scream and start to break down on the couch does he realise.

"NO!"

Your voice rips through the silence, the pain in your voice. The pain on your face. Leon puts down his cup and hurries to you, his hands moving to rest on your arms, and when you look at him, you start to sob. The sob filling the emptiness of the house; Leon wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his chest.

Gripping onto Leon, you break down even more, screaming and sobbing into his chest, finally letting out the emotions that you had held in for months.

"He's gone! He's gone, my best friend is gone..."

Memories of Luis fill your mind, which hurts even more. Leon holds you tight against his chest letting you break down, and while he doesn't break down...yet, he stays there comforting you.

Letting you scream and cling to him like he's the only thing you have right now. He whispers reassuring words, and strokes your back, his heart breaking seeing you and feeling how you are right now.

He wishes to take your pain away, not wanting you to have to deal with this because you deserve to feel happiness.

Leon holds you, and when you fall asleep in his arms, he still doesn't move; he just looks down at you, and he sighs softly, before leaning back against the couch.

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#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #sad fic #resident evil 4 remake #leon #comfort character #Luis Serra

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Coat: Leon Kennedy x reader

Leon will always leave his coat with you when he goes on missions.

Bit of a short one but still cute in my opinion :) also thanks for all the love on my stuff ya'll, as always, I love you all!!

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It's a fact that whenever Leon goes on missions, he'll leave his coat with you. This is what happens every time. He knows how much you miss him when he's away, and letting you have something that belongs to him a piece of him, is enough to ease both your nerves.

The first time this happened, it was a mission that kept him away for a few months. When he returned he found out how distraught you were and came up with the idea to leave his coat with you whenever he left. It smells like him, it's soft, and is a comfort on those nights you're not alone.

There are other pieces of clothing that you steal from Leon, like his shirts, but it's his coat that is more meaningful to you.

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You wake up to movement on the other side of the room. With a tired yawn you look over...and that's when a sad look replaces the tired one. Leon is packing up, he seems to be in a rush; his hair isn't brushed properly, and a stressed look is on his usually calm face.

A mission. Of course it's a mission. You glance over at the clock on the wall, and can make out that it's 4 in the morning which is earlier than he usually goes on missions. Leon hasn't noticed you yet but just because he's in a hurry doesn't mean he's forgotten about you, and he makes that clear when he turns to face you.

How his eyes soften and he walks over to you, kneeling down.

"I-"

"Have a mission....I know. How long is it..." and you're worried about the answer, but you just have to know. Leon pushes a hand through his blonde locks, his blue eyes down-casting to the bed. One hand moving to take one of yours, and he sighs.

"2 months... I know sweetheart, I know it's long but this mission it's....it's important. I wish I could stay with you, but if I don't go..."

"I know baby..." you squeeze his hand to reassure him. "...it's okay. I'll miss you heaps, but this is your job.Just please promise to call me whenever you can, I'll do the same..."

Leon presses a soft kiss to your lips, and despite it not being as long as they usually are, it still makes you melt. He presses a kiss to your temple, and then stands up.

"Always. Oh and..."

He grabs his coat and gives it you with a smile, to which you smile back despite how tired you're feeling. Leon finishes packing up his stuff and then rushes back over to you, pressing a goodbye kiss to your lips.

His eyes meet yours, he takes your hands for a moment and mutters "I love you." to which you reply "I love you too sweetheart." and oh how he wants to stay longer but he's already late.

He says I love you again before rushing out the door, leaving you alone in the room. Sad, yet still full of love for that man, you pull the coat to your chest and hold it; his smell already is comforting, and how soft it is brings a soft sigh to your lips.

The coat is like a hug from Leon himself. Laying on the bed once more you hug the coat to yourself more, soon drifting back into sleep.

-A few months later-

It's 4 am, the time that Leon had left 2 months to that day. You sleep peacefully not noticing how the door opens and Leon slips in so quietly not wanting to wake you up.

He places his gear down, his eyes darting over to his sleeping partner. Relief spreads through his body once more seeing you okay, and to top it all off seeing you asleep in his coat is a bonus.

"I love them so much..."

He heads into the shower and returns in different clothes; his hair wet and messy, his hands moving to push it back. Those same blue eyes go back to you, and he smiles unable to hide his happiness with seeing his love after 2 months.

Leon slips into bed next to you, one arm wrapping around you and pulling you close to him. With a quiet yawn he turns off the light, and falls asleep pretty quickly thanks to how tired he is, except this time he's not sleeping alone.

The next mission after that was short, only a few weeks. An in-and-out op to kill a hive of b.o.w's, and he finished it with great success. As always though he let you keep his coat, and as always when he returned he would see you wearing it.

Everytime this happens, and everytime it's the same. Until one day he decided to gift it to you, and you couldn't stop the smile from growing, because finally you'd be able to wear his coat whenever. Able to keep his comfort with you whenever, even with Leon there.

Leon couldn't help the smile himself seeing how happy you are. He just kiss you on the lips and smiled once more, looking down at you with so much love and tenderness in his eyes, while you felt like you were falling for him all over again.

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #comfort character #resident evil 4 remake #one of my favourite resident evil characters #one of the best resident evil characters

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quigonswife8 · 6 months

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Training: Leon Kennedy x reader

Leon trains you and teaches you to protect yourself

gif creds: @leon-jpg

Warnings: swearing, getting hurt.

Leon speaking is bold.

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"You're not standing correctly"

He paces the room; his eyes locked onto you. The blueness of his eyes seem to compliment the uniform he wears, his right hand gripping onto his knife.

"...you have to adjust your positioning because if you stand like that while fighting you'll be hurt."

Leon Kennedy is your teacher: the age gap between the two of you is quite noticeable yet that doesn't seem to bring any problems. He is nearing his 30's, while you're in your early 20's which reminds Leon of when he was also in his early 20's, training to be a cop.

He's also your boyfriend ; the two of you hit it off pretty much straightaway a few years back. During a conversation where you laid with your head on his lap, he decided to teach you how to defend yourself not wanting anything to happen to you.

Over the course of your training Leon has been very instructive, very thorough. He looks out for you as not only your boyfriend but also as your mentor, while also maintaining that sternness and sense of leadership that is needed. Though this is his first trainee be it his partner, he has been doing super well in training you.

The sweat runs down your forehead, as you adjust your positioning like he had suggested- well, told. "Nearly, but not quite." the 27 year old approaches, he tucks his knife away and comes up behind you; you feel your breathing still for a moment, which makes Leon smirk a little, and when he places his hands on your back, you blush a bit.

"Okay now..." he shifts your body, hands shifting to your arms to adjust them. His touch is electric, intimate, and your heart beat begins to pick up- "..and keep your positioning like this..."

He leans in, breath against your ear and he decides to tease you a bit by keeping his hands on your arms a moment longer. Then he lets you go and turns around to face you. "Okay now show me what I just demonstrated to you."- he watches, and when you do it, a smile appears.

"That's good!"- he pats you on the back and nods.

"...you're learning very quickly i'm impressed. Although i'm always impressed with you sweetheart." and god if you didn't melt into a puddle right then and there. He really knows how to get you even if it's a simple word, or simple teasing.

"Thanks love."

Leon tosses you a bottle of water and let's you take a break for ten minutes. He sits nearby drinking his own water, although during this silence you notice him stealing glances at you every-so-often. His eyes soften, and he can't help the smile that plays on his lips; even while sweaty and your clothes messy, you still look perfect.

"I'm proud of you sweetheart.", he takes a chug of his water, pushing some blonde locks out of his eyes.

"...you're not a d.s.o. agent, or had any prior experience, but you're still holding your own so well."

"Well I have the perfect teacher to thank for that..."

Leon's heart melts; he reaches his hand out and takes yours, giving it a quick squeeze. The agent rubs his thumb over your knuckles, his touch so gentle and soft, he's memorizing your hand with his own. Then he raises it to his lips and presses a quick kiss to it, getting caught up in the intimacy of this moment.

"You're welcome sweetheart."-

Leon lets out a soft sigh and hesitantly lets your hand go. He props his water up nearby and then stands, "You ready for more sweetheart?"- unable to hide the smile you follow suit, tossing the water bottle on top of your jacket on the floor. Then raising to your feet and resuming the previous position with a confident look, one that wasn't there before.

"Ready."

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"AGH!"

"Shit." he curses and rushes to you, trying to get you to uncover your face. "Sweetheart let me see your eye.", with a groan you take your hand away and show him; his eyes widen though he keeps his composure.

"You have a black eye, sit down and i'll go and get you an icepack.", and, so you do. You wait in pain for your partner to return, and once he does he kneels in front of you and presses the icepack to your eye gently.

"Hold this on your eye, it should help bring down the swelling."

What happened? When Leon had told you to attack, you managed to hit yourself in the eye hence the black eye. Now he kneels in front of you worry on his features, his right hand moving to take the one of yours not holding the icepack. Now he feels bad, and you try and reassure him but it doesn't really work.

"It was my own fault baby, not yours-"

"I still feel like it is."

"Well it's not, don't worry..."

Leon is hesitant, he isn't fully convinced though he drops that part of the subject...for the meantime. Instead deciding to caress your cheek and look into your eyes, wanting to be close to you and care for you.

"Well apart from the black eye, today was great. I can't wait for tomorrow."

"We should wait until your black eye is healed up before we continue."- his fingers trail to your chin, and then back to your cheek, his fingers tracing so delicately. "...but you're right today was great and like I always say, i'm so proud of you."

The two of you, sitting there in the training room of your house, sit in silence until you leave. The two of you shower, and then Leon carries you to the couch and sets up a movie [your favourite movie]. He makes up some popcorn and then lets you cuddle up to him on the couch.

As the movie plays, the pain from the blackeye seems to subside enough to not be annoying, and Leon keeps an arm wrapped around your waist. It's nice just being able to spend time together, after a long day of training, and as you look at Leon out of the corner of your eye, you can't help but smile.

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #comfort character #leon #resident evil 4 remake

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Johnny Cage x reader: depression

You may deal with depression but at least you have John to help you get through it

[gif creds: @mortal-kombat-1]

Warnings: depression.

Here for you if you ever need to talk, you're not alone❤️

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John Carlton, better known as Johnny Cage, is your partner of four years. The two of you wed in your hometown, and have been going strong just as long. He may be famous, adored by many, but he's still the same man you married. The same man that took your heart, and has kept it ever since.

The two of you trust one-another with your lives, would do anything for one-another. The day you told him about your depression he became more protective, more loving than he already was. He had sat down with you taken your hand in his and gave you a loving speech about never leaving you; even if the thoughts would convince you otherwise.

People would be confused, however; you're married to the Johnny Cage, you have unlimited money at your expense, a lavish house and plenty of food to last a life time. Gifts and limo rides, all the best places you've visited, and everything you've ever needed, so why would there even be depression.

Well even with all of this and more that's how depression works. As hard as you try and get that same happiness from what you used to love on some, if not most days, those same things don't bring that same meaningfulness, same happiness.

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The sun slithers in through your half-opened blinds; with a soft groan you rub your eyes. They move overt to the alarm clock crooked on your side-table, and in large easy to read the numbers 10:00 am.

John, currently at work, had left a cute handwritten note on the side-table:

Hey sweets I had to get going and continue filming the movie and all that, but I left you some money for you to order in. I'll see you at home later on.

-lots of love, your movie-star❤️

Your favourite perfume sprayed on the note brings a smile, even if it's small, to your face. You hold the note to your chest and sigh softly; he's always so considerate, so sympathetic and caring. He may have a big ego, even John admits to that, but that doesn't cloud the rest of his personality.

A quick glance at the clock 10:10. it feels so early despite it already being 10 in the morning. Though this isn't a rare occurrence and if there's anyone that knows that best, it's John; maybe that's why he left you money to order in, he had probably picked up your depressive mood recently. No words had to be exchanged, as John can read body language pretty well i.e. comes with being a movie star.

"I love you John..." the note still held to your chest.

For the rest of the day you lounge around; John sends the occasional message checking up on you. He leaves pictures of himself at work too.

11:01: thinking of you sweets, I love you heaps❤️

12:05: I just remembered this nice little italian joint when you're up for it i'd love to take you honey. Imagining you all dressed up is making me flustered ;) but you could wear a trashbag and still make me flustered anyway❤️

2:05: Sorry for the late reply sweets had to re-take this scene more times than I could count, but I’ll be home soon. I know that you’re not really doing well so I’m gonna finish wrapping up and I’ll be home.

All these messages and more bring a purpose to your life, that he always brings. No matter how down you feel Johnny always knows how to make you a little better, be it with compliments, cuddles, kisses, etc; he's your light in the dark, truly.

You run a hand over your face, the depression seeming to kick in bad. It's almost as if your mood did a full 180 when you already woke up feeling bad.

You doze off a few times before John returns to you, your love returns.

[3:05 pm]

A familiar door opening followed by the sweet sound of your husbands voice brings you out of the book you're ready. Placing it down on the bed your feet carry you downstairs to John, and John lights up seeing his beloved.

"Come here honey..."- his arms outstretched to hug you. You close the gap and wrap your arms around him in a kind of needy way, to which John happily obliges by tightening his arms around you.

"I'm so happy to be home..."

"And i'm happy you're home baby."

John rubs your back, and then pulls out of the hug. His right hand moving underneath your chin to tilt it up towards him; his eyes have softened, they only focus on you and nothing else. He missed giving you attention and you missed receiving it even if he was only gone for the day.

"You're so perfect, I swear I fall more in love with everytime I see you."- a soft chuckle following, though that smile he wears doesn't falter. "...look at you making this movie-star melt."

You giggle and look down, and John laughs softly.

"God you're adorable..."- and he leans down and kisses your cheek. "...now time to go lay down sweets.” without a second thought John scoops you up in his arms and carries you up to the room: he still has some movie makeup left on his face yet regardless he still looks perfect.

The thoughts make you wonder how he could even be with you, but your heart wins and you only melt more knowing he chose you.

John lays you down on the bed, adjusting the pillows and blanket. Then he crawls under the blanket and with one swift movement has wrapped you up in his arms once more, your head pressed against his chest.

He presses a soft kiss to your head and creates more room to be more comfortable while keeping you close; so close you can hear his heartbeat. It's calming.

"So...how have you been sweets? Im so sorry that you’re going through this…it’s bad, huh.” you love how well he can read you. You sigh and start:

"Yeah I haven't been great John. My...depression has been bad, i've been trying to manage it but it only gets worse. I barely left the bed today I know I should have but I...I just couldn't..."

John's heart breaks even more, and he tightens his hold but not uncomfortably. "Oh honey I'm so sorry." and he presses another kiss to your head, it's so...sweet and so calming. "...I may not be going through what you're going through but that doesn't mean you're not, and I'm so sorry you have to deal with this shitty thing."

John sighs softly and closes his eyes. "...but like I always say i'm here for you no matter what and you know what? I'm gonna take a week off work to be here with you-"

"But John-"

"No buts." he hushes you softly. "...the movie can wait, your health and wellbeing is more important. That’s why I wrapped up early to be here for you. So how about we spend the week just lounging around watching cheesy movies in our pajamas.”

Oh you love this man.

"Really?"

He squeezes your hand and smiles, those pearly whites on display.

"Really sweetheart. God if the movie has to be stopped altogether I could care less, because you're my world sweets, and you mean more than some fake movie. So I'm gonna pamper you and show you all the love and attention sweetheart." and he pulls you closer and presses yet another kiss to your head. "...because you deserve it all, and more. My angel."

Shifting your body, you smile. You smile and press a kiss to his cheek which makes him blush a little, and then you put a hand on his cheek, and keep it there. The love in both of your eyes are so evident.

"I love you, so much."

You settle back into his arms and John keeps you close to his chest, to his heart. Your breathing evens out and you find yourself drifting off in his loving embrace; before that happens he whispers an I love you, then, you're out.

John looks down at you so lovingly, and he pulls the blankets up, resting his head on the pillow being careful not to wake you.

He takes another look at you, another "I love you." falling from his lips, then like you John is out. The two of you asleep in one-another's arms, almost like you're the only two people left in this world and nothing else matters.

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#johnny #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #john carlton #mk1 #comfort fic #depression fic

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You can't fix everything: Leon Kennedy x reader

gif creds: @halfwayriight

In which Leon is annoyed he can't fix a light, and you reassure him he can't fix everything.

Comfort character <3

[Leon speaking is in bold]

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June 5th 2005

Sounds from the kitchen disrupts your sleep- after a soft groan of annoyance from your own lips, your eyes adjust to the harsh light. As per-usual you shuffle your body to the left, leaning into your boyfriends side except...where is he?

It's only now that you realise he's the reason for that afformentioned clanging, and your eyes soften. "Baby?" right hand coming up to rub the sleep from your eyes...there's no response. The only sort of response given is the string of curse words from his lips, though even then it's not directed at you.

Leon was supposed to be taking it easy- he promised to take a break and relax. After practically begging him to take some time off work, Leon hesitated at first. His mind changed when he saw the look of desperation in your eyes, the want for him to just be with you. He will never forget the way your voice broke, the tears threatening to spill, as you begged him.

He had taken you in his arms, held you. Right hand running through your hair, left tilting your chin up to meet his eyes. "I love you, you know that right?" the words so soft so...precious, they made you fall in love with him ten times more. "I know, and I love you too. I just...wish you would take time off for yourself- the agency can wait."

With his signature smile, the way he would tilt his head, Leon pressed a soft kiss to your head. He couldn't help it, you were his weak spot- and he didn't mind.

"God what time is it." you mutter to yourself, your eyes flitting to the alarm clock. "7 am...Leon should be in bed with me." With a soft sigh you get out of bed and venture to the kitchen: Leon is on a ladder fixing a light, sweat running down the side of his head.

"Baby?"

Leon doesn't hear your voice, he's too preoccupied fixing the light. "Come on, damn it. How the hell is it so hard to fix this light. I'm an agent I've killed b.o.w.s, I should know how to fix a light."- Leon huffs, his messy blonde hair parted slightly.

"You can't do everything baby." taking a few steps to him you rest a hand on his back...and just like that, Leon finally notices you. His soft blues flick down to your (e/c) eyes, and the frustration instantly disappears, to be replaced with a softness.

"I look like a fool don't I. Your boyfriend can't even fix a light."- you grab his arm though it doesn't really help when he jumps down off the ladder, and as if his eyes couldn't soften anymore they do.

Leon then leans down slowly, intimately- and presses a soft kiss to your shoulder, then he takes your hands in his. His hands, in question, are both calloused- yet gentle- he's always so gentle with you. Despite being the government agent that everyone sees him as, Leon is still that same rookie cop from racoon city.

"Baby it's no big deal.", right hand coming up to rest against his right cheek- Leon can swear his heart-rate picks up just from your touch. "...you save lives everyday, fixing one lightbulb isn't going to hurt."

"I know..."- Leon sighs "...but-"

"No buts Leon, it's just a light, we can call someone in." and you take those same calloused hands in yours, and give them a quick squeeze. "...and besides it's daytime so we don't need to use it right now anyway. Look I find it sweet how you want to fix it, but it's okay, really."'

Leon opens his mouth...but the words fall short. His eyes widen slightly, then the goofiest smile appears. He leans down, forehead pressing against yours; his heart is hammering in his chest, his skin is warm as opposed to the coldness of yours. He strokes your head, and sighs finally in defeat.

"Okay we'll call someone in. I still feel bad though..."

You take his hand and gently pull him towards the couch; he follows, and his signature smile appears once you're both seated. His hands press to your waist gently and he hoists you onto his lap; a slight blush paints your cheeks, your hands moving to rest on his chest.

"You look cute when you blush...well you look cute anyway sweetheart." and oh how that nickname brings you butterflies. Leon presses a soft kiss to your cheek, and then one to your other cheek:

"...my wonderful partner."

"My beautiful agent."- you reply with, head resting against his chest. His arms wrap around your waist keeping you there, and the two of you remain in that same spot just being with one-another.

Neither realise when sleep takes over and both fall asleep in eachother's arms.

[A few hours later]

"Leon..." you move to snuggle your face against Leon's chest...only to be met with emptiness. Confused as you had fallen asleep in his arms, your eyes open...

"Leon?"

Nothing, no answer, no note on the table with cute hearts, nothing. Rubbing the few hours of sleep clear you stand and search the house for the agent, footsteps through the house that only you preoccupy; the coat that once hung on the coat-rack, gone. His gear packed up and gone...with him.

A saddened sigh falls from your lips; the hands that once held his running over your face.

"Leon...damn it."

It was supposed to be his break, the two of you were supposed to be spending time together, he was supposed to be there holding you when you woke. Much like times in the past, they repeat, they leave you feeling lonely and to top it all off, he hadn't left a note like he had times before.

Sitting down on the floor of your living room, you drop your head and sigh. He means well, Leon never has ill intentions, but despite that you still can't help but feel an empty pit growing without him there. One day maybe you can both have peace and quiet a life, away from all the stress and danger.

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#Leon #Leon Kennedy #Leon Kennedy x reader #resident evil 4 remake

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quigonswife8 · 7 months

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Okay y’all hear me. HEAR ME OUT. I think I’m onto something.

Maybe not EVERY Mortal Kombat man like I don’t know…IS DOMINANT OR HAS REALLY AGGRESSIVE KINKS??? Just a thought.

Okay fr tho this is just my opinion but like for example do y’all think Raiden is calling their s/o a slut? RAIDEN???????

Furthermore, just because Johnny has an eccentric personality does not mean man is into hardcore bdsm or is THAT rough during sex. Johnny is a ladies man which mean he does CATER TO WOMEN. (One things I can believe though is he may have a “daddy” kink bc of his ego but like nothing going into the realm of wtf)

Let me also add Liu Kang. Yes, I believe that between him and Raiden (MK 1) he has the ability to be more dominant but at MOST he’s like a soft Dom. Again-nothing extreme at all. Liu Kang is not degrading his partner. I refuse to believe that.

Don’t even get me started on Smoke. Smoke?! Again, I repeat-SMOKE?!?!!?

I don’t even think my man Bi-Han, yes Sub-Zero himself is into the hardcore stuff. Just because he’s an asshole does not mean he’s into all that. 😭

I mean it’s your life so at the end of the day, write what you want but oh my god, I want to read good written smut. I cannot stand reading smut where it’s like too much degrading, too much of the word “daddy”, and too much of the kinky shit. Like can we start writing smut that happens between two people? Bc I feel like some of y’all have never actually had sex before. (Coming from someone that actually HAS)

That’s my rant. In conclusion-I hate it here. Anyways go read my stuff.

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quigonswife8 · 7 months

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Blood: Johnny Cage x reader

[gif creds: @mortal-kombat-1]

After a papercut, Johnny tends to your wound

A/N: Gotten back into MK after years and this man is such a comfort character for me I can't. Haven't played the story-mode so I'm sorry if he's a bit ooc, BUT I love him :)

Bold is Johnny speaking btw

Warnings: blood, injury

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A gasp falls from your lips: the crimson red blood dripping...dripping and blinking onto the book placed crookedly on your lap. A soft groan, your eyes following the blood dripping it's almost...hypnotic.

His voice is...distant, like something humming in the back of your mind. "(y/n)?" your name on his tongue so soft so quiet, like a buzzing? The blood...it continues to drip creating a patch on the book...and oh man you just got that book too.

Once again, he calls your name. No response to him, only your eyes trained on the cut on your finger, the blood continuing to drip. Although it's not until a sudden touch on your shoulder, finally brings you back to reality...then the pain sets in once more.

"AGH!-"

"Sweetheart."- you see him, he kneels in front of you. Those glasses pushed up, his eyes soft- beautiful- as they stare into yours. "...are you okay? I called your name a few times but you didn't answer.

"John..." the pain is so bad, you groan quietly. "...sorry I was...distracted. I-"

"You cut your finger! Here let me take a look."

He gently takes your right hand- he narrows hie eyes, focusing on the cut. He wouldn't say it out loud to not worry you, but the cut is worse than he thought: he glances at you for a moment before gently letting your hand go and bending to stand back up.

"I'll be back in a flash sweetheart."

John is a complicated person: he's a famous movie star, adored by many, he comes across as egotistical sometimes. To you, though, "johnny cage" is simply John carlton: the sweet caring man who would do anything for you. The man who compliments you daily, is there to wipe your tears and be your shoulder to cry on. Who still gets butterflies when you say "I love you.", and promises to love you until his dying day, cause damn it you're his world.

"Sweetheart..."

John kneels back down: his eyes soften once more. He gently takes your hand, one soft kiss on the back of it, one on the front. His right hand moving to tend to your cut and he's so gentle it's almost like you can't feel his touch at all.

"Hey John...?"

He almost doesn't hear your voice at first.

"Yeah sweets?"

"Thank you..."

His smile is so infectious that you can't help but smile; those perfect pearly whites...but there's a way that he smiles when he's only around you. Around others his smile is genuine, but around you there's a different way that he smiles.

Like he trusts you most cause he does, cause you're his world.

"You're welcome...oh and i'm done by the way."

I didn't even notice

He presses a soft kiss to your fingers, each one, and extends this to your other hand. Then he places a soft kiss to your cheek, then your forehead, and finally settles on your lips: his kiss is so pure so beautiful that no matter how many times it's happened, it still feels surreal.

"I love you sweetheart..."

"I love you more." and as John let's out a soft chuckle and pulls you into his chest, you're reminded time and time again that he's your home. The light of your life, and you would never change anything for the world.

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AHHH okay this is the first thing i've written in ages so i'm sorry if this is bad BUT johnny has my heart so <3

#johnny #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mk1 #comfort character

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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Hello Jessica. I’m Jessica, love your fics. Fricken love the angst. It’s what I am apparently known for by my followers. Can’t wait to read more of your stuff!!💖💖💖

Hey!! Omg thank you so much ahhhh definitely gonna try and post soon, i've been lacking with that. and thank you again :)

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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Injury: Chris Redfield x reader

You injure yourself, and Chris is more than helpful.

Warnings: Injury, blood, swearing.

A/N: Chris lives in a house for this || gif creds: @rasputinaillyanna look at himmmmm. His eyes omg, they're just...like I can't even describe it.

Italics is Chris talking.

"Ouch!"

The rest of the glass falls to the ground, and you look down at your hand. A large cut now runs from your palm, and ends above your wrist. The blood runs, staining the sleeve of the shirt you wear, though you could care less about that. The pain is horrible, worse than a paper cut, that's for sure.

Standing up, you rush over to the tea-towel that hangs off the oven door. As you press it to your injury, you shut your eyes.

"...just what I need."

It's quiet when Chris returns, which comes across as strange, as it's only 7 pm. "I'm back." Chris locks the door, before proceeding to slip off his coat and take off his shoes, "...finished early." as captain of the hound squad, or just captain in general, he has to work longer hours than one normally would.

It's not that he can change that, but that means less time with you, when he wishes he could spend more time with you.

"In here."

The first thing Chris notices is how you sound tired, and how you don't say anything after that.

"Okay."

Chris heads into the lounge, which is where you are. He notices when he enters is how only two lights are on, the rest are off. Then he notices how you're sitting with your head back, and how you look up at the ceiling. However he doesn't notice the bandage around your right hand, not until he gets closer.

"Sweetheart.." Chris's voice fades into nothing, a look of worry on his face, though you don't seem to notice.

"Hey." you mutter, pulling your eyes away to look at him. "...how was work?"

The pain has eased up a bit, but you still need to be careful. You slowly sit up, and when Chris sits down in front of you, he doesn't say anything yet. He just keeps his eyes on your hand, and then looks at you.

"Your hand..." It had been fine when he left, so why do you have a bandage on it? "...What happened?"

"I cut it on a glass." you answer, honestly. "...and I hurt myself pretty badly so I attempted to try and wrap it as best as I could." and you chuckle softly, trying to make light of this situation, though Chris doesn't chuckle or anything.

"I'm sorry." he replies, his gaze softening. "...did you need me to re-bandage your hand for you?" He’s so sweet and you love him so much.

"...I don't want to be a burden...besides, you just got off work."

"You could never be a burden sweetheart..." making sure to emphasize the 'never' part. "... and I would much rather make sure you don't get an infection from your cut." Which he's very familiar with. He's right you sigh of course he is.

Chris is very smart, though not a lot of people appreciate that about him. They should, and they should appreciate Chris in general. He's lost a lot, he's been through a lot, yet he's still standing and you're really proud of him. You just hope he knows that.

"Okay." you nod so Chris stands to leave and get what he needs. When he returns he kneels down in front of you, using one of his hands to squeeze your left one. He's so gentle, so soft with you, that sometimes you forget that he's not like this with anyone else really. Chris isn't rude or anything, he just doesn't act like this with anyone else.

"I'll try not to hurt you."

"You could never hurt me." you smile. "...and thank you again for doing this." you could spend hours being appreciative, but for now, you'll just sit there while he treats and bandages your hand.

Chris gives you a quick nod, "You're welcome." and after pressing a soft kiss to your temple, he starts on what he had planned to do.

#resident evil #Chris redfield #Chris redfield x reader

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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🤭🤭

Threatened: Chris redfield x reader

You find the words “you’re next, (y/n)” written in blood on your door, with a knife stabbed to it, and you end up deciding to go to Chris.

I'm back with a fic! I'm sorry I haven't been posting, but hopefully this makes up for it :)

Warnings: being threatened, blood, knife.

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"You're next (y/n)."

Written in blood, knife stabbed to the door the words are written on. It's night-time, which only adds onto the fear you feel.

Grabbing onto the wall for support, you look away from the words. "Why me?" you live a normal- well, normal enough, life. You aren't apart of the infamous umbrella corporation, or the BSAA, or anything like that. Hell you work at this nice little café down the road, so who the hell would do this, and who is after you?

"I need to go inside." you mutter out loud. "...but..." you continue, sucking in a shaky breath. "...what if it's dangerous inside?" what if that person is nearby? or waiting inside? What if they've been inside this whole time and have been waiting for you to enter, so they can do whatever they'd been planning to?

As you think on it more, your mind fills with more thoughts. Then it fills with him- with Chris. He’s only staying about half an hour down the road, what if you go to him? He would want to know about this, right? He would be able to stop whoever did this, he'll be able to protect you.

Deciding to look at the door again, as those words come into view again, you step back when you know you can walk without needing support. That knife remains stuck in the door, and it's almost as if it's taunting you. You notice your reflection through the blood- covered knife- you notice the fear that resides in your eyes, the tears that threaten to fall and ruin everything.

Taking a deep breath you move back, once more. Coming to the best conclusion, you decide to leave to go to where Chris is staying.

That knife remains in your view as you move further and further away, even when you hail a taxi and tell them the address.

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The lights are off as you approach his door, though a flicker of a light inside indicates that he is, in fact, awake. Unless, he might have left the light on and fallen asleep, but that's unlikely.

Now that you're there, you feel safer. The door is the only thing between you and Chris but even so, you feel safe knowing he's only inside. Bringing your left hand up, you make a fist, okay then, bringing your knuckle to the door, you knock.

...

"Who is it?"

Chris is moving inside the room- but he doesn't answer the door yet. He sounds tired, but not tired as in he's just been woken.

"It's (y/n).", you reply, halting your knocking and instead moving back. Chris seems less hesitant, and rather worried instead, as he stands from the couch and approaches the door. Worried, because why would you be there? He's not mad, not at all, but you never visit him this late.

*click* the lock unlocking, soon followed by the doorknob being turned. The door opens, and you're greeted with Chris...and that look of worry you hadn't previously seen. His hair is messy, unkempt, and he's out of his work uniform. Chris also looks like he hasn't slept in days, but you understand why.

"Are you alright?"

Even though you've just rocked up, the first thing he wants to do is make sure you're alright. That manages to earn a slight smile, despite the circumstances.

"...I would be lying if I said yes..." you glance around, out of habit. Even in the taxi you had been on high alert, worried that something would happen. "...Chris..." you continue, "...I need help."

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"It was like that when you got there?"

Chris returns to the couch with a cup of your favorite hot beverage. You smile up at him and take the cup from him, "thank you, and yeah. When I got home, I saw those words, and the knife. I..."

Chris takes a seat down next to you, but allows enough space between you to not cause discomfort.

"...I was going to go inside, but realise it wouldn't be safe, so I came here. I hope that's alright, Chris. I would never want to be a burden." you take a sip of the beverage- it's perfect, as always.

"...I just...I couldn't be there."

Out of anything to happen that night, you showing up because some psycho had threatened your life, was far from what he thought would happen. 'cause he's hoped you would never have to deal with anything like that...but now? Now you're on his couch, fearing for your life, cause a target is on your back, and that angers him.

As someone not apart of any organizations, or having much of a clue what's happened in the world, besides what he's told you and what you've read, he would have thought you would be the last person to be targeted. What he does know is that he'll protect you: he'll make you stay there, for however long, until he's dealt with this threat, and he won't rest until he does.

"You don't have to be sorry. You were smart for thinking to come here."

Chris nods, "...and you can stay here, for as long as you want.", and he moves to place a hand on your shoulder, only putting it on when he's certain you want him to. "...I'll make sure nothing happens to you (y/n)." he's already lost so many people, he won't lose you either. "...I swear to you."

If you were aware of the feelings he held for you, you would notice the way his eyes soften. That it only happens when he's around you. How he's different with you, how you're the only person who truly sees how soft he is. Chris has been through a lot, that it's understandable that he's as hardened and as serious as he is, but you're the only one that can soften him, without even trying.

"Thank you..." still holding the cup in your right hand, you hover it slightly. "...you always know how to help me, and that means a lot, so thank you Chris."

"You're welcome (y/n).", and, with a nod, he moves his hand away and lets you drink your drink, while he moves back a little.

Chris glances over at you, and he smiles slightly noticing how you're asleep. He's not going to wake you, and instead decides to grab his trench coat off the nearby chair. Chris walks over to you and places his trench-coat on you, he knows he'd probably wake you if he were to grab a blanket due to the difference in weight.

Then, he walks over to the chair to sit down. Leaning his head back against the wall, but keeping his eyes on you. You look peaceful, and you really need that right now- no, you deserve to be in peace, not having to feel scared.

He wishes he could just stop whoever is after you as soon as possible, but he can't, so he'll just settle on protecting you for now.

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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Threatened: Chris redfield x reader

You find the words “you’re next, (y/n)” written in blood on your door, with a knife stabbed to it, and you end up deciding to go to Chris.

I'm back with a fic! I'm sorry I haven't been posting, but hopefully this makes up for it :)

Warnings: being threatened, blood, knife.

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"You're next (y/n)."

Written in blood, knife stabbed to the door the words are written on. It's night-time, which only adds onto the fear you feel.

Taking a deep breath you move back, once more. Coming to the best conclusion, you decide to leave to go to where Chris is staying.

That knife remains in your view as you move further and further away, even when you hail a taxi and tell them the address.

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The lights are off as you approach his door, though a flicker of a light inside indicates that he is, in fact, awake. Unless, he might have left the light on and fallen asleep, but that's unlikely.

...

"Who is it?"

Chris is moving inside the room- but he doesn't answer the door yet. He sounds tired, but not tired as in he's just been woken.

"Are you alright?"

Even though you've just rocked up, the first thing he wants to do is make sure you're alright. That manages to earn a slight smile, despite the circumstances.

"...I would be lying if I said yes..." you glance around, out of habit. Even in the taxi you had been on high alert, worried that something would happen. "...Chris..." you continue, "...I need help."

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"It was like that when you got there?"

Chris returns to the couch with a cup of your favorite hot beverage. You smile up at him and take the cup from him, "thank you, and yeah. When I got home, I saw those words, and the knife. I..."

Chris takes a seat down next to you, but allows enough space between you to not cause discomfort.

"...I just...I couldn't be there."

"You don't have to be sorry. You were smart for thinking to come here."

"Thank you..." still holding the cup in your right hand, you hover it slightly. "...you always know how to help me, and that means a lot, so thank you Chris."

"You're welcome (y/n).", and, with a nod, he moves his hand away and lets you drink your drink, while he moves back a little.

He wishes he could just stop whoever is after you as soon as possible, but he can't, so he'll just settle on protecting you for now.

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#chris redfield #chris redfield x reader #re8 chris #chris #resident evil

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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Safe: Leon Kennedy x reader

Leon finds you half-dead and gets you to safety || gif creds: @swiftsalad

Warnings: blood, injury, swearing, nearly dying, sadness.

Leon deserves so much happiness, like god I just wanna comfort him and I wanna tell him how proud I am of him.

If Capcom doesn't let him be happy, I swear to god, I will pay them a little visit.

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The sun has long since disappeared, leaving the moon as it's replacement. It creates an eerier environment- as now it's harder to see those after you.

It's been ten minutes since you were severely injured. The blood only coats your clothes more, and you fear you will die in a matter of minutes.

It's hard to focus on anything. You feel woozy and damn near collapsing- that would mean being open to dying. Not that it would be your fault. It doesn't even hurt- your side, that is. All you feel is numbness, and the overwhelming feeling of wanting to fall asleep.

"No." slips from your lips. Keeping pressure on the wound which is practically useless, you try and walk faster. "...I...can't...give up."

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You feel the hard ground against your knees as you fall to them. Your vision is hazy- restricting your ability to see. Your eyes droop, as you feel the need to welcome sleep. As much as you want to go on, you realise it's futile.

This is it for you. You're going to die in the middle of nowhere, your body probably set on fire like that poor cop Leon had told you about. You lift your head, only for it to drop, and for your eyes to focus on the ground.

You were strong. You got this far, at least. Now you'll be able to die knowing that you fought, though that still doesn't make things any better. As you feel yourself begin to give in- as you feel yourself begin to succumb to your wound- he comes to mind.

Then you pass out.

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"Are you sure they're..."

"They're alright." the 27 year old replies softly. He looks over his shoulder a moment, to look at the young girl behind him. She smiles softly at him, and then looks forward.

It's been a long night. The day started out fine, but just went downhill from there. He had, and then lost you, in a matter of minutes. You had come up with the idea to lead a group of villagers away to protect himself and Ashley.

Leon is extremely worried for you, more than he can even show, more than he could possibly describe. You’re his partner, that he cares for so much He would do anything for you, he loves you more than he’s ever loved anyone.

"They have to be this way..." his expression is replaced with one of panic- his hand falls off the gun in his holster. Leon glances over at Ash, and then looks forward again.

"Shit."

Then, he runs over to the body on the ground. "(y/n)!"

There's no response, of course. "(y/n)." he kneels down in front of you, immediately noticing how you're not awake. The air suddenly becomes still- his heartbeat goes from steady, to uneven. It's like someone has taken a jackhammer and smashed it into his chest.

"Oh no..." Ashley mutters, covering her mouth with a hand. Leon is more focused on you to form some sort of response to her. "I'm sorry." he mutters, then listening to your heartbeat. It's very weak, but it's there.

You're dying, and he needs to do something before it's too late- "okay", blinking away tears, Leon begins to rip up a piece of his shirt, which he proceeds to press to the wound he'd found.

Then he lifts you into his arms, and stands. "We have to get somewhere safe." praying that he's done enough for now, he looks over at Ashley, "let's go."

He paces the room, while Ashley watches. Leon hasn't stopped pacing since getting you to this safe house, and he got you there over an hour ago.

Ashley had insisted he take a break, but he'd insisted on just pacing.

"They'll be fine Leon." she comforts, pulling her attention from him, and focusing it on you. Her heart hurts to see you this way. She considers you a close friend despite only meeting that day, and you feel the same towards her.

Though if you weren't her friend, she would still feel sympathy.

"I've seen them survive worse in these past couple of hours."

"And worse in the past." he adds on, continuing to pace. "...there was a lot of blood." he looks over at you. "...I hope I did enough."

"You did." Ashley replies, making sure to emphasize her words. "...you're the reason they’re alive, Leon."

If Ashley has learnt anything over these past couple of hours, it's that Leon would do anything for the people he cares about. She can see how much he cares for you, and that he would go to the ends of the earth for you. If that's not love, she doesn't know what is.

"Thank you Ashley." he nods to her, "...but..." though, he pauses. He doesn't want to dwell on things that may panic him more. So? he just continues to pace and push those thoughts away.

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A day passes, until you finally wake. It's a little cold and the pain in your side has eased up thankfully.

Welcoming in the room as you open your eyes, you glance around. The first person you see is Ashley- she's fast asleep against the uncomfortable looking chair on the other side of the room.

Then, you look down- your eyes land on the large makeshift bandage wrapped around your torso.

Finally you look around for Leon. He comes into view straightaway, and he's pacing. How long were you out for, you wonder, and how are you even...alive?

"How long was I out...?" your throat is hoarse, and dry. Propping yourself up on the bed you realise you're on, you keep an eye on Leon. Leon who stops, and looks over at you.

The expression on his face quickly changes, and it's like he's now looking at a ghost. "(y/n)?" your name feels distant on his tongue, if that makes any sense. His lips ghost over the words, his eyes widening slightly.

"Yep." you reply, smiling over at him. "...it's me."

You're alive. After a whole day of worrying, of staying by your side and making sure that you would stay safe, here you are, finally awake. He can barely contain the tears in his eyes- he doesn't like crying in front of people, and usually hides his emotions anyway, so he does try to hide the tears.

Leon walks over to you, immediately kneeling down in front of you. His hands quickly finds yours, and then he brings them to his lips to pepper soft kisses on them. Leon's eyes have softened considerably, those same eyes seem on the verge of tears.

Leon is desperate to keep you close- he doesn't outwardly admit it, but he's too scared to let you go. To leave your side. He fears something may happen if he does, that you may simply disappear...and he just can't lose you.

"I'm here." he mutters. "I'm here, sweetheart."

Words faltering, and the tears fall from his eyes and drip onto your hands. Leon quickly looks away not wanting you to see him cry, and in all honesty, he feels pathetic. He should be strong- that's who he is. He shouldn't be weak like this, he shouldn't cry.

"Leon, it’s okay to cry..."

You glance over at Ashley a moment, noticing she's still asleep. You wouldn't want to wake her yet, she deserves this sleep. You pull your eyes away from the sleeping girl to look at Leon again.

Leon doesn't answer, but you can tell he's trying to fight back the emotions. You know how he is with his emotions, and the reason why he doesn't show them as much as he used to. Ever since the nightmare that happened in Raccoon city;

He'd confided in you, told you everything that happened when you were apart. That night, when you both returned to your apartment as you were there in the city [he’d managed to call you to tell you what was happening, and you’d left to get to him], you had just held him.

You promised to him you'd never let go. He'd clung onto you, he'd sobbed in your arms, broken down, and you had nearly cried yourself. To only be 21 and have to go through what he did would break someone, no wonder it broke him.

He had fallen asleep in your arms that night, and you had still held him. Your fingers through his hair as a soothing mechanism for him. Leon had wanted a fresh start with you after that, and god how he could have...but of course a wrench had to be thrown into his plans.

The wrench being the stupid government. Leon was forced to become an agent for them- if he didn't then the young girl he had helped save, Sherry, would be killed. This only broke your heart more when he'd returned and told you.

The months following were hard for him, training he would never forget. He was forced to endure exercises that drained him, forced him to 'harden up', though he'd already hardened up since Raccon City, if he's being honest.

It felt like a daze when he'd told you everything; how he was assigned by the president to rescue his daughter, aka Ashley, from the Los Illuminados. He'd told you he would be gone for...he didn't even know how long.

That's when you put your foot down. You'd told Leon you would be going with him- screw the government. Leon had tried to force you to stay back, but you reminded him that you had survived through raccoon city looking for him, and you had done a pretty good job at handling yourself. "I'm not letting you go alone, Leon. You should have someone with you."

By some surprise, the government had let you go.

"Leon..." you repeat. "...please look at me, sweetheart." The 27 year old doesn't, at first. You decide to put a hand on his cheek, in hopes your touch will get his attention "...please."

You smile when he turns to look at you...your smile immediately falters though, and then disappears. Leon is in tears- he looks on the verge of sobbing.

The only other time you've seen him this distraught was that night. It breaks your heart. "I nearly..." he starts, but immediately drops his head. "...I thought I was going to..." scootching slightly forward, you take one of your hands out of his to move to his hair.

Slowly you run your fingers through his messy hair;

"...but i'm here Leon. I'm here with you." he's the reason you're there in the first place. Leon buries his face into the bed, but oh how he wants to bury it in your shirt. To hear the way your heartbeat goes on- the way it's steady. The way it let's him know that you're alive.

"...and i'm not going anywhere..." you press a soft kiss to his head "...thanks to you."

Leon doesn't answer, he simply keeps his head down, as he continues to fight back the need to sob. "I love you." you mutter, as you press another kiss to his head.

His "I love you too." is so quiet, but you still hear him. His hand is still in yours, and you don't make a movement to take your hand that’s in his, away. Just wanting to give your love, and your attention, you fall silent.

Then, just like that, you're taken back to that night. When you had held him in your arms not caring how long it would be for. How you comforted him and let him know how much you loved him.

Right now you just want him to know that you're there, cause like you said: you’re not going anywhere.

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #re4 remake #Leon deserves the world #comfort character #resident evil #leon s kennedy

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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[Resident evil 4 remake spoilers] Help: Luis Serra x fem reader

You go with Luis to his lab so he can remove the plaga that infects you.

gif creds: @aphex-toast

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You'd been infected with the Plaga before you met Luis.

This was before Leon had been infected, but after Ashley. It had happened while you were escaping from a group of villagers, when this man had come out of nowhere and knocked you out.

When you'd woken, you'd felt different. Though it wasn't until you grew weaker, and coughed up blood, that you had realized something was wrong.

When you met Luis, you'd been with Leon and Ashley. An unfamiliar man to you had opened a door to an abandoned shack, waving you three over- Leon seemed like he knew this man from the looks of it, while Ashley was just as clueless as you.

Then, you met.

"I am Luis Serra. It is nice to meet you beautiful." though his flirting was cut short when those villagers grew closer, and you'd been ushered to a hiding spot with Ashley. Luis's concerned face was the last thing you saw, before you stayed in that hiding spot for a while.

Thankfully being able to help the guys out before they were killed, you'd escape from the villagers, and ended up someplace else. Great timing as you'd passed out from this illness you'd picked up sometime earlier, and when you'd woken, Luis had been the only one there.

He'd waited until you were awake enough to explain what you were suffering from as you'd told him about this illness you've been suffering from which resulted in you passing out. He didn't want to leave you, as Ashley and Leon had to leave.

Though he was honest and let you know he needed to be somewhere to. Which he offered you to go with him- and since you would be alone, but also enjoyed his company, you decided to tag along.

This leads you to many hours later, when you go with him to his lab- the only place to remove the parasite.

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"This is it."

Luis opens the doors, giving you a nod so you walk inside muttering a 'thank you' in reply. The sound of the doors closing indicates his arrival inside, and then he looks around.

You follow what he's doing. This lab is different- it definitely has a few hints of Luis such as an empty packet of cigarettes in a bin nearby. Though what catches your eye is the chair in the middle of the room- different tools and what-not connected up to it.

A computer sits nearby and if you're being honest, you're not sure how it will even function. "that's where I will remove the plaga" he pulls you from your thoughts, so you look at him, and he looks concerned.

Luis knows how painful the procedure is, and with the plaga having you earlier than Leon, he's worried something will happen. Plus this procedure isn't painless, like at all.

"Come on." he ushers you over to the chair, but waits until you start following. Taking a deep breath you start walking over mentally preparing yourself at the same time, while Luis matches your speed;

"I am sorry this is the only way I have to remove the plaga." when you stop next to the chair, Luis moves over to the computer to boot it up.

"...that it isn't painless."

He taps away at the computer, but glances over at you every so often. The whirring of the instruments and the machine setting into place, doesn't ease your nerves. Having Luis there does help though, as well as being the reason that you are able to get this thing out of you.

"You don't have to apologize Luis. Hell you're the reason I'm not going to turn out like those people out there."

He finishes, and then turns back to face you. You smile softly at the man in front of you, then you look down at the chair.

"...well, guess I should lay down..."

This is it. When this is over, the plaga will be gone, you'll be okay. The pain isn't what you're ready for, though no one would be. Based on Luis's words, it's extremely painful and you might pass out.

Hopping on the chair after a minute, you lay down, looking up at the instruments. They're more intimidating up close. Then you look over at Luis, but he's already looking at you. He's leaning cross-armed against the machine, head tilted down slightly so some of his hair falls in front of his face.

"...I'm ready, Luis."

"Okay." he replies, moving in front of the machine. "Are you sure?"

"No." you reply, chuckling softly. "...but...this has to happen. So let's do this."

He admires your braveness. Admires that you are able to go through this, when he was scared himself to go through the procedure.

"This is going to hurt."

You lay there as the pain soon hits you. The room begins to spin fast from the amount of pain, and despite trying to force yourself to stay awake, you end up passing out from the pain.

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The room isn't spinning anymore which is a good thing. Though your body hurts like hell and you can already feel a headache coming on. As least you're alive, though.

Though your hand feels weird, so you look down to see what's wrong...and you realise why.

"Luis.."

His head is down- he must be resting- but he's holding your hand. Unable to stop the warmth from creeping to your cheeks you almost don't want to wake him from his slumber, but you also don't want him worrying later.

Pushing away the feelings that rise to the surface, you use your other hand to gently shake him awake. "Luis?" he must be a pretty light sleeper, as he wakes up barely a second later. His eyes wide, and then moving to you.

It's like he can finally breathe after half an hour now that you're awake.

"You're awake..."

Luis sits up more not even aware he's still holding onto your hand.

"...gracias a dios."

He'd woken up a few minutes after his procedure, but for you to be asleep for half an hour? Luis had monitored you, up until he fell asleep himself. Your vitals were fine, you hadn't died but that still didn't leave him less worried.

He's just glad that you're okay.

"...so it's out?"

"Yes."

"Thank god." you reply, sighing in relief. "...thank you, Luis."

It's not over yet. You still need to find the others again and escape with them. At least the plaga is gone though and you are more of mind. You don't have to worry about becoming a 'mindless zombie' a mindless follower of that Saddler. Or have to watch as Luis or anyone else, are forced to kill you.

"Thank you."

slipping your hand out of Luis's, which lets him know he was still holding your hand, you sit up. The chair is as uncomfortable as it was when you laid down, but at least you won't have to lay on it any longer.

"You're welcome. Are you okay, though?"

You get onto the ground, while Luis holds your arms to prevent you from falling over. It's a nice gesture, and one that doesn't go unnoticed, as you mutter a 'thank you.'.

"Everything hurts." you answer, honestly. "...but at least i''m alive."

He holds your arms until you're good enough to walk, then you turn to him.

"Well..." you glance around the lab, before looking at Luis again. "We should get out of here, huh?" Luis can't help but smile at you. He's happy that you're still alive, and even happier that you'll be escaping together.

"Perfect idea." he replies, so you leave the lab with him.

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#luis serra #luis serra navarro #luis serra x reader #resident evil 4 remake

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