a/n: im like,, obsessed with twisted wonderland rn, and i simp for leona for no reason, so this is my first post đ
genre: just straight up fluff.
pairing: leona kingscholar x reader
word count: 673 words
âscoot over, herbivore. youâre blocking my view.â
you grumble, reluctantly moving out of leonaâs view so that he could watch the movie. âyou know i have terrible eyesight, leona, fuck offâŚâ
leona lets out a mocking laugh, crossing his arms and leaning back on the couch.
âshitty eyes. if you have such bad eyesight, then sit somewhere closer to the screen.â
âthere is no where thatâs closer to the screen, idiot.â
you glare back at him, huffing and settling into your new spot on the floor. you should have known that once leona invited you to have a movie night with him, you wouldnât just have a peaceful time. he had been demanding and short with you the whole night, not to mention he kept on poking fun at you. hell, he didnât even let you choose a movie. so now here you were, stuck watching the lion king with the man who reminded you of the villain in the story.
you lean your chin on your hand and stare at the screen with boredom and irritability, sighing as the movie plays out in front of you. suddenly you lurch backwards, letting out a startled yelp as you land on something soft. you glance backwards to see leona embracing you, forcing you to sit on his lap. his vibrant green eyes flicker up to meet with yours and he smirks, causing your face to heat up and your cheeks to redden.Â
âiâll allow you to share my spot with me. just this once.â
you stiffen up and whip your head back around to the tv so that he canât see your embarrassed expression, clicking your tongue and not giving him a response back. the dark brown-haired man chuckles, squeezing his arms around your torso and resting his chin on your shoulder. you inhale sharply and try to wriggle out of his grasp, but he doesnât budge. in fact, he squeezes you even tighter, and murmurs in your ear.
âiâm not letting go. so get comfortable.â
you let out a weary sigh and try to relax, although thereâs still some nervousness that resides in you. leona purrs softly and grabs a nearby blanket, throwing it over your lap and snuggling close to you. you blush furiously and take the blanket in your shaky hands, holding it close to you in order to calm down. the sound of your heartbeat pounds in your ears as you watch the screen. each small movement that leona makes seems to make your heart rate increase, and you anxiously fiddle with your hands.Â
âwhy are you so damn fidgety? are you cold or something?â leona clicks his tongue, grabbing another blanket and throwing it over you. you start to protest, but youâre stopped by a warm pair of lips on your cheek. your eyes widen in shock and you turn beet red, letting out a small squeak as leona nuzzles your neck and pulls you closer to his chest.
ârelax, stupid mouseâŚâ
as soon as he says this you start to relax, for some reason. your body seems to melt in his arms and you let out a tiny, content sigh, letting him cuddle you as you watched the final scenes of the movie.Â
âwhy are you so clingy, you dumb cat?â you grumble weakly, leaning back and glancing at him. the movie ends, and youâre left sitting in silence for a few short moments.
âwould you rather me let go? the movieâs over, after all.â leona raises a brow and retracts his arms, making you whine quietly. you feel a sense of emptiness, and an aching urge to cling onto him. after a bit of internal conflict, you sigh heavily and turn around to face him, slowly wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. your face flushes red with embarrassment and you mumble, squeezing him slightly.
leona blinks with surprise, but soon snickers and pats your back gently, playing with your hair as you snuggle into him.
âyeah, yeah. i know.â