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That’s what you’re doing now, sitting in the break room with one of your coworkers on the age-old leather couch as she sits close to watch you play. Currently, you’re watching Dean Winchester try to confess his love for Fluttershy. He’s had a crush on her for what feels like months!

“No! Fluttershy just freaking fumbled… they would’ve been so cute,” you whine, watching as Dean falls to the ground with despair, a blue cloud of depression appearing around the mii after he was rejected. Millee, your friend, chuckles from beside you.

“I feel like she would…” she starts, but pauses as something catches her eye. Then she turns to you again, shaking you, clearly struck with an idea. “Oh my god, you should make Leon!”

Leon’s been your mini work crush since you started. The first time you met him, you fumbled over your words so bad, he gave you a genuine look of concern. Millee teases you about it all the time.

“Wait, you’re freaking smart. I can’t believe I haven’t done that already,” you giggle along with her, putting cheering Dean up to the side for now as you select the option to make a new mii.

The two of you spend like ten minutes making a character identical to Leon, debating on facial features. Once you get one that looks accurate enough, you add his traits and finish by placing his house right next to yours.

“Aw wait, he’s so cute,” you smile, petting the mii’s head and giving him an outfit. Millee makes a joke about drawing on his muscles with the creative features of the game and you laugh as you drag your freshly made Leon over to your own lookalike mii.

You watch eagerly as the two miis interact, then you get a “what’s going on with …?”. You and Millee pause your snickering as you watch the cutscene play out—Leon is speaking, and then it pans to your mii, who suddenly goes wide-eyed with pink cheeks. You just fell in love with Leon.

“What!” You exclaim as she says she thinks she’s in love with him. Millee can’t hold back her snickering as you look between her and the screen in shock. Turns out your mii is more accurate than you thought…

“What are you guys giggling about?”

The sudden voice snaps you out of your little bubble and you look up, not expecting to see… well, Leon. When the hell did he get here?

“Wh-what? Oh, uhm, we’re… playing a game,” you manage to get out with minor stuttering, suddenly not laughing at all. Millee, on the other hand, is barely keeping it in. Clearly amused, he approaches and glances down at your lap to see what you’re doing.

“The hell is that?” Stirring his coffee, he sits on your other side with an amused smile, much to your brain’s dismay and your heart’s pleasure. You look back down to see it’s still on the pink screen with your mii looking flustered, letting you choose whether or not she’ll have a crush on her new friend.

“It’s, uhm, a new game. Tomodachi life,” you say as you quickly allow your mii’s infatuation and immediately skip her lines and click away to another character before he can notice what you were doing. Millee’s still giggling beside you.

Leon leans in a little to watch you as you return to your earlier task of cheering Dean up. His brows furrow slightly as he watched you feed the mii and pet his head to make his sadness go down.

“So, what, they’re like your little pets?” He jokes, his eyes locking with yours briefly before returning to your switch. It’s odd, seeing you all professional in your pinstripe slacks and blouse while you’re playing some silly paradise game.

“Sure… something like that. You just, er, take care of them. And decorate your island,” you mumble shyly, shrugging. You don’t think you’ve ever been more embarrassed in your life. “Ah, look at the time! Should be getting back to work now.”

Millee barely contains herself as she watches you quickly shut off your switch and make a show of standing up and stretching. You say bye to Leon and she follows you out back to your desk where she teases you relentlessly.

Okay, the first time you brushed off as a coincidence, but this is just getting ridiculous. The closer your miis get on your island, the closer you get in real life.

One day you were playing, you hovered over your miis talking, and it said they were discussing the correlation between the pigeon pet between them and a rock album. Next day rolls around, you catch eye of a pigeon outside the window at work. Leon notices and comes up behind you, telling you the way its feathers stuck up on its head made it look like a rockstar. It was stupid. You blushed furiously.

Leon’s mii asks you to give him a new room when you’re playing on your break. When you pass by him later, he’s telling another coworker about how he finally got around to decorating his apartment since moving there months ago.

When your mii gets the hiccups, you drag Leon over to help her. What do you know, the next morning you try to keep your hiccups minimal at your desk, and when Leon pats you on the back, they go away!

When your miis finally become official friends while you’re playing in the morning before work, you don’t think anything of it. Stupid move on your part, because then you’re not prepared for when Leon calls you his friend to someone else at work.

And that’s only some of them. You don’t even like to talk about how you saw a cloud that looks like Leon, exactly like yourself in your game. This is so stupid. So. Freaking. Stupid.

“Millee, I swear, it’s driving me nuts. I almost wanna delete him off my island, but then he’d move away in real life!” You groan, on call with her while you sit in bed after a shower… playing tomodachi life. You’re trying to get Smiski and Saiki K to stop fighting.

Silence passes over the phone for a moment as you play your game and your friend does whatever she’s busy with tonight. Once your miis make up, you go to check on your other ones, and to your surprise, Leon has a pink bubble.

When you click on it to see what he’s thinking about, he tells you that he can’t get your mii off his mind. You giggle in surprise as you tell Millee about it, staring at the screen. Then you decide to tell him that “It must be love!”

The whole pink cutscene plays out. But you really brush it off this time, because why would Leon have a crush on you in real life? This is gonna be where all the weird shit ends. Now the two miis are crushing on each other, and you go on with taking care of your other residents.

The next day, Millee quietly watches both you and Leon. She doesn’t know if she believes you or not. Plus, she agrees with you—Leon doesn’t seem like the time to have any crushes at all.

So, imagine her surprise when she catches Leon watching you in the copy room. Whatever file he was looking for is momentarily forgotten as his eyes switch between your hands and your face.

At first it doesn’t quite click, but when he clears his throat and looks away with… blush on his cheeks? She definitely believes you now. Leon Kennedy totally has a crush on you!

The only problem is, you never notice. It’s obvious on your tomodachi island that you have a crush on each other, but you’re both much more subtle in reality. Millee just silently keeps track of it, lining up your island activities with what she sees.

Today, you sit in the break room, playing like usual. Currently putting off going back to work, you check on all your miis. “Nana you're supposed to move in with Hachi, not Twilight Sparkle,” you mumble, frustrated. Why can’t your miis ever do what you want them to?

You glance up as Millee sits next to you. You don’t say anything to each other as she watches you play, like always. Something catches your eye—Leon has another pink bubble.

“Uh oh,” you murmur jokingly, checking in to see what he wants. He tells you he’s ready to confess to your mii! You roll your eyes and go through with it, having him ask her out with a gift—a Sonny angel blind box. Millee, on the other hand, keeps note of that.

The both of you watch the scene okay out with giggles. Of course your mii accepted and the two are dating! It makes you a little happier than you’d like to admit. Then you go on with your day, thinking nothing of it.

After work, you talk with Millee in the parking lot, something you do when you get the chance to park close to each other. It’s casual, normal. At least until you spot Leon leaving work as well, and he’s… is he walking towards you? You share a look with your friend.

“Hey you two,” he says casually as he stops by you, and with the small smile he gives to you specifically, it doesn’t take long for your cheeks to turn pink. Millee takes a step back, as if to give you privacy—she knows what’s about to happen, and doesn’t waste any time pulling out her phone.

“Got any plans tonight?” Leon asks in this sweet voice, his voice a little softer than usual.

Your poor heart can’t handle this kind of treatment, thumping against your ribs as you shake your head. “No, just going home.”

He nods, and looks away for a moment. Then he pulls something out of his pocket and holds it out for you. “You like these weird baby things, don’t you? I got it for you.”

You blink, gaze shifting to the Sonny angel box in his hand, then his face, and back down. It hasn’t even connected in your head that this just happened on your tomodachi island.

“Really…? Thanks, Leon, you didn’t have to,” you say with a small smile, gratefully accepting the gift and turning it over in your hands. It’s the marine series, too, the one you’ve been wanting to get for a while.

“Well, comes at a price,” he says with this stupid cheeky smirk that makes your heart squeeze. You look up at him with an expectant look. “Now you have to go on a date with me.”

There’s a moment of silence between you. It feels like it’s been minutes—you’re stood there, frozen, completely surprised. Did he just ask you out? Did he just ask you out with a Sonny angel? Wait, did he just ask you out on a date?!

“I… uhm, yeah, I’d love to,” you barely manage to stammer out when you’ve regained coherency… for now. You lose it again later when you finally realize that he asked you the exact same way he did on your island.

Living the dream has a whole new meaning for you now.

a/n: so this was supposed to be WAY shorter guys I have no idea where that went wrong. anyway sorry if this is buns!! also i’m back from london so hopefully i can lock in and write like the 20 ideas i have written in my notes… expect from me soon!! ✌️

You stood between his knees, gripping the razor like it was a mighty weapon. Brows furrowed. Tongue peeking out. Looking less like someone about to shave his chest and more like a surgeon preparing to perform a life-saving operation.

“You gonna start... or are you just gonna stare all day?” Leon muttered.

Which, honestly, was a tempting offer.

You certainly wouldn't be opposed to staring at your spouse's pecs all day.

“I’m trying to focus, okay?”

'Twas a lie.

You were ogling shamelessly.

Leon's brow lifted knowingly. “Uh-huh.”

“It's your chest, though!” you defended, finally tearing your eyes away long enough to glare at him. “The same chest you wouldn't let me touch because apparently your precious chest hair was 'part of the Leon look.'”

“Yeah, well. It was doing just fine before somebody got obsessed with the idea of shaving it.”

“Yeah, well,” you mimicked, “excuse me for wanting to see what your glorious pecs look like hairless.”

He snorted softly at that, the sound low and amused.

“Glorious, huh?”

“You heard me.”

You dramatically pointed the razor at him, wagging it for extra effect. “Besides, you decided to grow out your stubble again. Let me have this.” You huffed, lips pouting.

“Alright, alright,” he muttered, already losing the fight. “Can't win when you do that.”

And in that instant, a victorious grin spread across your face.

“I always win.”

He shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Your confidence is concerning.”

“It's earned. Hmph!”

“Sure it is, love,” he conceded, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of your lips.

“So,” he drawled, leaning back slightly, “feel like starting now, then?”

“Yep! Now, don't move!”

He gestured for you to start.

You obliged, closing the distance between you two, your eyes narrowing with exaggerated seriousness as you raised the razor to his chest.

Finally, you pressed it lightly against his skin.

Slowly and carefully, you dragged it down his chest.

So carefully, in fact, that he could practically feel your concentration.

Leon watched you the entire time, his pretty blue eyes following your every move. The way your tongue unconsciously peeked out whenever you concentrated. The way your grip adjusted like you were handling something fragile instead of a five-foot-eleven government agent covered in old scars.

“You know,” he said after a moment, voice lazy, “most people don't look this stressed shaving somebody.”

“Well, most people don't shave you,” you countered.

“That supposed to flatter me or worry me?”

“Yes.”

A quiet chuckle rumbled through his chest beneath your hand.

You tried very hard to ignore how nice that sounded.

Tried and failed being the key words here.

“I'm pretty sure chest shaving wasn't in our vows.”

“It should've been.”

“Yeah? In sickness and in health, and apparently against my will?”

You gasped. “This was fully consensual, Mr. Kennedy.”

Leon looked down at the razor in your hand, then back at you.

“Was it?”

You narrowed your eyes. “I can always stop right this instant.”

“And leave parts of it unshaved? Nah. Kind of invested now.”

Your lips twitched upward despite yourself as you resumed, moving carefully across the center of his chest. Foam gathered against the razor with each pass, leaving smooth skin underneath.

You paused for a second just to admire your work.

“Wow.”

Leon immediately looked suspicious. “What?”

“Your pecs actually look edible.”

“There it is.” He pointed at you lazily. “Objectification.”

“Sometimes I'm no better than a man...” you admitted, trying your hardest not to bite him. “You love me though.”

His mouth curved into something akin to smugness. “Maybe a little.”

“Liar.” You rolled your eyes, though your hands betrayed you by lingering against his chest a second longer than necessary.

Leon noticed, of course he did.

His gaze dipped briefly to your hand before flicking back to your face, amusement warming his expression.

“Careful,” he muttered. “You keep lookin' at me like that and I'm gonna start charging.”

“Oh please,” you scoffed. “I'm your spouse.”

“Exactly. Premium membership.”

You laughed under your breath, shaking your head before carefully dragging the razor lower again.

Leon stayed still this time, just watching you with that same quiet amusement—letting you fuss over him, indulge yourself, whatever this weird little ritual had become.

Then your hand slipped.

It was barely a second. Just enough for the razor to catch his skin wrong.

“Shit—wait—” You immediately pulled back, eyes going wide. “Oh my God, I'm so sorry—baby, I'm sorry—”

Leon blinked once and you were already panicking.

The razor got tossed onto the counter like it had personally betrayed you. You frantically reached for the tissue box, pulling out a couple to pat at the tiny nick on his chest.

There was something inherently funny about it, though. All those tissues for a single drop of blood.

Leon looked down at the wad of tissues being pressed dramatically against his chest before slowly looking back at you.

“Seriously?”

You didn't even glance up. “Hold still.”

“I am holding still.”

“You're bleeding.”

“This barely counts as bleeding, darling.”

Leon watched in disbelief as you pulled another tissue from the box.

“Are you trying to stop the bleeding or mummify me?”

You shot him an offended look. “Leon Scott Kennedy, I injured you!”

“Barely qualifies as an injury.”

“Still, though...”

Your shoulders slumped, yet you continued dabbing listlessly at the cut.

Leon sighed, taking your hand away from his chest. He pressed a kiss to your knuckles before guiding your hand to his waist.

Then he began massaging your shoulders.

“There,” he said. “See? Still alive.”

“Barely.”

“Jesus Christ, woman.”

The laugh that escaped him was warm and helpless.

More like, hopelessly in love.