age gap (leon s. kennedy twenty—one + reader mid-to-late 20s); inexperienced leon — first girlfriend; absolute devotion ; emotional vulnerability ; overstimulation, loss of control ; needy leon ; "puppy" leon ; touch starvation ;fear of inadequacy ; silent pining ; desperate comfort.

young!leon who sits on the floor, leaning against your legs while you read or work, just to feel the weight of your hand in his hair—he isn’t looking for sex or even kisses, just that physical confirmation that you’re there. If you stop petting him, he tilts his head back searching for your palm again, letting out a sigh that sounds almost like a whimper because your attention is his only sustenance.

young!leon who has the habit of "tracking" your scent on his own clothes when you aren't around—if you leave for work before him, you’ll find him curled around your pillow, burying his nose into the fabric with a silent desperation, trying to saturate himself with you so the shift at the station doesn't feel so cold and lonely.

young!leon who stays awake in the middle of the night just to watch you sleep—propped up on his elbow, he observes you with a religious devotion, terrified by how much his chest aches just from loving you. Sometimes he brushes your cheek with the very tips of his fingers, so softly it’s barely felt, as if you’re an apparition that will vanish if he presses too hard.

young!leon who, when you return from a trip or a long day, doesn’t greet you with words; he simply walks to you and wraps his arms around you, burying his forehead into your chest (even though he’s taller than you) and staying there, motionless, for minutes. He needs to "recharge" from you, feeling your heartbeat against his ear until his own shoulders finally stop being so tense.

young!leon who asks permission for the smallest things because he’s still learning how a real relationship works—"Can I hold your hand here?", "Do you mind if I lay with you now?"—with a look so heavy with respect and fear of invading your space that it makes you want to lock him in a bubble and protect him from everything that isn't you.

young!leon who becomes so utterly overwhelmed by the simple fact of having you on top of him that his senses completely collapse—with you being his first real experience, he doesn’t know how to process the heat of your skin or the weight of your hips, and he ends up clinging to your shoulders with a desperate strength, hiding his face in your neck while letting out small, broken noises, pleading "please, don't stop" even though his body is shaking so hard he can barely keep a rhythm, completely at the mercy of whatever you decide to do with him.

thinking about getting all dolled up for loverboy jonathan byers for his first ever valentines with you (´｡•ω•｡`)♡ wearing your best dress for him when he so kindly demands offers to take you out for the evening. it’s endearing to watch him visibly succumb under your gaze throughout the meal and fumble over his words every time you stroke his ankle with your heel under the table. please don’t get him started on the perfume you’re donning, it absolutely is turning his brain into mush. but above all else he’s such a gentleman. buying you the nicest bouquet of your favorite flowers & the prettiest necklace hawkins had to offer in your style of metal :( because he’s the cutest and he takes note of all of these things. and of course you can choose whatever you’d like to eat, he’d let you sell out the entirety of enzo’s menu if you truly wanted.