#chreonweek2024

It's just all my Chreon week prompts in one place :')

Doubt anyone would be interested, but posting it here just bc :3

@chreon-week Day 7: First Kiss!!

There’s a box under the floorboard.

The floorboard was loose, and Leon couldn’t help his curiosity, pulling it up. The black box hasn’t been there long, it seemed relatively new. It’s small, too.

He picks it up, blinking at it because it looks like-

“Leon? You ready?” Chris calls, entering the room and freezing. His eyes widen as they land on the box, and Leon can’t help but think of a deer in headlights. He looks between Chris and the box a few times, and then it clicks.

The box in his hand is small. Tiny. It’s a jewelry box. A jewelry box that was hidden. From him.

“Is this…?” Leon starts, then stops. Looks at Chris, seeing the shock and now a bit of sheepishness in his brown eyes. They don’t look too upset, more so holding a look of slight embarrassment.

“An engagement ring?” Chris finishes, sounding almost as hesitant as Leon.

Leon nods at the response, wanting to open the box, but fighting the urge to. He holds it out to Chris instead, watching as the other takes it. Chris laughs softly, seemingly to himself.

“You know, I was planning on doing this after we ate at that one diner you like so much, but fuck it,” Chris finally says, and he goes down on one knee and Leon’s brain just… bluescreens.

Chris is there, on his knee, wearing a pair of jeans and an old T-shirt, opening the jewelry box and holding it for Leon to see. There’s a smile on his face, fond and sheepish and hopeful and Leon can barely believe this is happening.

“Leon Kennedy, you have been the best thing to happen to me in my whole life. Would grant me the greatest privilege of being your husband?” Chris asks, looking at Leon like he’s hung the stars in the sky, and really there was only one response to give him.

So, Leon, in his old pjs from staying home all day and doing jack shit, pulls Chris up to kiss him, utterly euphoric as he responds, “Fuck yes, Chris. I- Yes, fuck, of course.”

Chris laughs in response to the kiss, grabbing Leon’s hand with infinite care and slipping the ring on. It’s simple, gold, but Leon couldn’t care less as he presses another kiss to Chris’s mouth.

DAY 6 + DAY 7 / "I thought I was going to lose you" "You almost did" + First Kiss

Apartment 98

This has been a very fun event and a perfect chance for me to go back to writing for the RE fandom!

Kudos to @highball66 for setting up the prompts list!

Scott belongs to @samblerambles and is apart of her amazing fanfic called can you see me in the dark? (i hope you like my new disguise)

It's a super good Chreon fic and honestly consumes most of my thoughts, heh :D plus, Scott is lovely and sweet. I definitely recommend giving it a read :)

Leon wakes up with panic pooling in his chest. It’s odd, foreign, feels almost alien as it sticks like honey in his mind. It’s urgent, but also not his.

Which means that it belongs to Scott.

That has Leon sitting up, rubbing sleep out of his eyes as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. Chris had opted to stay with Scott for the night after the other male had… freaked out. Even after Leon had told him not to beat himself up, he still did. Just how Chris works, unfortunately, especially when it comes to people he cares about.

Not that Leon can’t say he’s the same way. There’s a worry and anger that simmers in his blood still, hours after learning about Sherry’s disappearance. He doubts the feeling will dissipate until she’s found and safe.

He shrugs the feeling off, though, making his way to Scott’s room, hearing muffled sounds. Chris’s voice is there, low and soothing, but the panic in his chest doesn’t feel assuaged in the slightest. He opens the door quietly, slipping inside to see what’s going on.

Scott is in the corner of the room, breathing harshly, hands grasping at his hair. He’s speaking, but Leon can’t really hear what he’s saying, most of it an unintelligible mess. Chris is in front of him, trying to reassure, but Leon can tell none of it is getting through. Leon bites at his lip, unsure how to proceed.

“Hey, Scott?” Leon calls, keeping his voice low, moving next to Chris. Brown eyes focus on him, and Chris is moving back, seemingly unsure what to do. Leon gives Chris a small smile, trying his best to be reassuring, before focusing on the foreign panic that settled in his chest. He wonders if…

He focuses on his own sense of calm, trying to push it to Scott the same way he pushed his thoughts to the other earlier today. It seems to help a bit, after some initial resistance, but there’s still enough panic to make Leon feel on edge.

“What happened?” Leon asks after a bit, seeing Scott’s breathing calm down to match Leon’s own. The other looks at him with tired eyes, and Leon can feel the self-loathing start to well up. Before Leon can do anything about that, there’s an influx of information being lobbed at him.

He’s waking up and there’s pain in his head, there’s pressure. The lights are bright and it’s her voice, she’s speaking to him. The area around him washes away like water and he’s screaming, screaming, screaming, but there’s no sound, only liquid rushing into his mouth, choking, cloying. He’s reaching for the surface, he knows it’s there, he’s escaped from this before, and his fingers brush air. He gasps, looking around wildly. He’s in the room where they fought 037 and Chris is slumped in the corner. 037 is looking down at his body, a vicious smile on his face.

He screams when the tentacles stab through Chris.

Leon feels his breathing pick up but shakes away the residual fear from what had been Scott’s nightmare. Blue eyes are trained on him, hands having reached forwards to… he doesn’t know, comfort, maybe? They retreat, though, once Scott sees Leon’s eyes trained on his own.

“Sorry,” Scott mumbles, voice sounding scratchy. Leon shakes his head at the other, gaze catching on how the moonlight hits blonde hair. It’s blonder than his own and it makes the strands almost glow.

“Don’t be. We all have nightmares,” Leon responds, giving him a small smile, feeling that same curious feeling of emotions that are not his own. It’s something warm, affectionate, almost. Leon clears his throat, softly, as if trying to clear the feeling as well. “C’mon. You should try and get some more sleep. I have a feeling tomorrow’s going to be a long day.”

Scott nods, finally uncurling from himself, standing up. He turns to look at Chris, who’s looking a little confused, but shoots them a smile. Leon shuffles in place, unsure what to do, but nods at Scott, moving to exit the room.

“Night,” he says, hearing the two respond as he closes the door. He makes his way back to his bed, exhaling sharply. He rubs a hand over his chest, where he can still feel the remnants of warmth from the emotion Scott had shared accidentally.

day six: "I thought I was going to lose you"

DAY 4 & DAY 5 / Motorcycle Riding + "We're too old for this"

On the Road