Leon Kennedy x Gender Neutral! Reader
VERY short. Barely 300 words.
"Wait." Leon breathes, shakily exhaling your name as if it's a prayer - the gun pointed towards you trembling in his hands. It was inevitable, the confrontation, the realization that he's not entirely loyal to the agency. You've been mission partners for a long while now, and despite some disagreements - you both grew to trust each other. Even with the recurring arguments. Gaze flickering to the vial of a Plaga sample, his striking blue eyes meet yours once again. "I know what this looks like, and I'm sorry." At this point, it's hard to tell if he's even telling the truth right now. "But what I'm most sorry about? Is the fact that, somewhere along the way in this scheme, I grew to care about you." A shuddering breath. "A lot."
Shaking his head as if to free himself from the plaguing thoughts, a bitter smile tugs at the corners of his lips. Inwardly scolding himself since he'd allowed himself to get so close. Too close. He'd never had this problem before, until you waltzed into his life just being, well, you. To be honest, his past self would be utterly ashamed if he were to witness what he's now become. Something he'd sworn he'd never be. As if all that effort he put in throughout Raccoon City so many years ago amounted to nothing, like he'd done a full one-eighty in the turn away from the morals he'd supposedly stood so firmly by.
His pointer finger ghosts the trigger of the handgun, knowing it'll have to end eventually. Fate works in mysterious ways, and it's been the only thing to guide him. Keep him on some semblance of a path in life. Breath hitching, his eyes squeeze shut, unable to stand the prolonged silence anymore. Not wanting nor able to watch his workd crumble before him. It all depends on who pulls the trigger first.
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