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RE9!Leon Kennedy x wife!reader

warning: kinda of suggestive (I don’t write smut), love dove Leon.

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Author notes: I just loved to write this! I was at work when I wrote it, it was supposed to be posted earlier, but I couldn’t post sooo I’m posting now.

Request are open

“How can you not notice these things?” You ask Leon with your arms crossed. You were sitting on the soft chair across from his desk in the comfortable office he has at the DSO, founder and veteran privileges.

“Notice what, love?” Leon asks, oblivious, while flipping through some mission report papers to understand an investigation.

You stand up. “Leon! I’m talking to you, you know?”

“Leon?” Now he has your attention. He looks at you over his reading glasses with one eyebrow raised.

“Now you’re giving me attention?” You give him the same look, and he shakes his head with a crooked smile on his lips, tossing the papers onto his desk.

“I’m all ears, love.” He crosses his arms while looking at you. For a moment, you felt small under his gaze; those ice-blue irises had a very intense effect on you even after years together.

“I… Urg! That’s horrible! Leon! When you look at me like that, it seems like…” you sigh and try to say it.

“Stop calling me Leon.” He lets out a small grunt, taking off his reading glasses, and slowly walks toward you, like a predator cornering his prey. “Seems like what? Huh?”

“That I’m being petulant and jealous.” You say and place a hand on your forehead.

He looks at you without understanding anything. Did he even listen to you complain?

“What are you talking about?” He frowns and gently places a hand on your waist, pulling you firmly against him and making your chests collide.

“Lee…” your hands hold his shoulders like an anchor.

“Finally.” He smiles victoriously. “What happened? I wasn’t paying attention to my gorgeous wife, I’m sorry… work is killing me.”

Suddenly, you feel guilty for worrying so much about what people say about your husband in the DSO complex. The young girls from administration, who possibly never even had a present father, drooled over Leon. It bothered you, more than you wanted to admit.

“When you’re away… or even when you’re here…” you look into his eyes, the ones that give you all of his attention. “But the women in this department, and I dare say in the entire complex, seem to enter an instant fertile period when you just walk by.”

You finish your sentence and Leon laughs. A lovely laugh that you end up joining.

“Don’t laugh!” You say while laughing with him, and his hands squeeze you affectionately against him. Leon lets you finish speaking.

“They flirt with you… they whisper things in the hallways when you walk by.” You say with a hint of anger in every word.

“I think I’m being harassed and I’m not even noticing.” He laughs again, but notices that this time you don’t laugh. “Does it bother you that much?…”

Leon runs the tip of that perfect nose along your neck, inhaling your scent and giving you a pleasant shiver through your body.

“A lot…” his stubble scratches against your neck.

“How much?” He plants a dangerous kiss on your neck, pulling a small tremor from your body.

“Too much.” Your hand is already on the back of his neck.

“You know I don’t care, right?” He says after planting a wet kiss below your ear.

“But I do…” you feel Leon smile against your neck.

He looks at you now, with a shameless smile on his face. Leon devours your lips. You lose yourself in Leon’s soft, full lips. His tongue is agile against yours; his kiss brings you security, love, comfort, and certainty. No one matters except you.

Leon bites your lower lip, leaving it swollen and pulling a moan from you. “Who keeps doing that?”

“An internal agent… and three others whose names I don’t even want to know. Two of them are rookies you trained.” You say, and he nods, returning to kissing you.

Leon’s hands squeeze all the right places, pulling more moans from you.

“Lee… we can’t, not here…” you say softly between your husband’s kisses.

“I don’t care.” He opens your button-up shirt with a quick movement, making the buttons fly everywhere.

“Lee!” You complain, and he finishes tearing it off, throwing it somewhere in that room. “You don’t—”

He cuts you off with a kiss. Leon’s hands move to your breasts, gently squeezing it and making you shiver and let out a high-pitched moan.

“Keep your voice down… or don’t.” He whispers between your lips with a mischievous smile. “Let them hear.”

Leon’s hands move to the clasp of your bra to open it. “We’re not doing this here.” You try to protest.

“Why not?” He frowns for a second, with a mischievous smile still on those lips. “Scared you’ll like it?”

Your bra had already been on the floor for several seconds. Leon’s hands were already on more sensitive parts of you. You could no longer hold back your small sounds.

“Mark your territory, love.” He says in your ear. “Everything I see is only you.”

𝓗𝓮'𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮

─── re9!husband!Leon Kennedy x agent!wife!fem reader

─── insp; I just watched RE9 as a movie and then I got inspired by this. I hope you enjoy it.

─── warnings; husband!leonkennedy in the area!! Here we have a little bit of angst and comfort.

─── English is not my first language, I’m so sorry about the grammar errors. GIF by @miyku

─── my request are open

You were feeling the worry deep inside but you needed to hide it. Being a part of the team of Chris Redfield made you know a lot of things and gave you access of a lot of people, especially one person. Leon S. Kennedy.

When BSAA teamed up with DSO to face a terrible mission, you were on Chris's team. There he saw a great opportunity to introduce you to Leon. In an unusual way, in the middle of an attack by a zombie horde, Redfield saw a way to see his friend happy.

The ring in your finger was shining, a memory of happiness hit you hard every time you look at your hand. Things with you and Leon happened fast, that’s was a real love. You was the girl of Leon’s eyes, if something happened to you, he would kill the whole world.

After years of being married to Leon, you thought that your worry about him would be less, right? Wrong. The helicopter noise hides a little bit of your mind. Chris almost didn’t let you join the rescue team, he wasn’t sure if Leon was even alive, he didn’t wanted to affect you, but knowing you for years, he knew that he couldn’t stop your stubborn ass.

Feelings and duty shouldn’t be together, this can’t mix. But it was about your husband that left sick and tired to a mission without at least give you a call. You was mad with him. Mad and worried.

Two days with no sigh of him. Two days without hearing his voice. This is when you thank your days of training to not cry in a mission.

When the helicopter touches the ground, I sigh of relief leaves your body. You just come down and start to help the rescue team.

“Y/n, are you okay? Are you sure about this?” Chris voice gets in your ear.

“Yeah. Any notice?” You ask while you walk towards the tent of BSAA.

Your feet felt heavy. The atmosphere was hard and quiet for you.

“Just breathe. He is found and safe now.” You blink when Chris tell you that.

“What?” You stopped. “Where’s he?”

Chris chuckled. “Right now? Talking with the kiddo. Helicopter MK-17, through the north.”

“Fuck! Why didn’t you told me that before?” You start to run to the north side.

“I was leading the team.” You can hear Chris smile. “Enjoy your husband. Alpha off.”

The sound in your ear goes off. You keep running and then you see. He was there. Taking off his gloves, and putting back his ring, exactly in time.

His eyes find you, going to his direction. A smile of relief and warmth appears in his lips.

“Leon!” You almost yell it.

He hugged you tightly. Almost letting you get inside of his skin. His hands rubbed your back calming your down. You didn’t even noticed that you was crying, now you doubt if the training was enough to missing husband too.

“I’m here… I’m safe.” His voice was fulled with love. “I’m sorry…”

You smelled his sent of his neck. He don’t smell like heaven too. Smoke, blood and other things comes from him, but his special sent was there. The smell of his flesh felt like home.

When you calmed down, then Leon let you go of his embrace. You looked into his eyes, he was tired, but something different was there. Where until a few days ago it transmitted illness and discouragement, now there was life and health.

“I’m so mad with you right now.” You said with a sob.

“I know, love.” He smiled at you and took a lock of wet teardrop hair from your face. “I’m glad that you are.”

You pull him to a kiss. Desperate as it should be. Full of longing and fear, you unloaded all the worry that plagued you during these two days.

"I thought you had died..." you say when you both separate and your foreheads are together. "When I read the files that Sherry had sent you... I..."

“Did you read them? How?…” he asked.

“You know that I have my ways of getting it.” You smiled.

“I’m okay, and I’m cured.” His eyes shine.

“I can see it.” You nod happily. “How do you feel?”

“I feel better than ages.” He kiss your forehead. “Let’s get home? We can talk about this here later, I just need my wife and a good shower.”

“Sure, babe.” He peck your lips and put his arm around your shoulders. You both walk away to take a helicopter going home.

“Love, did you know that spiders sinks?”

"Come closer. No.. closer."

"You really like testing my patience, don't you?"

with re9!leon, please 🫶🏼

Oh wow! I have a great idea for this! And OKAYYY maybe it’s one of my favs.

Re9!Leon Kennedy x agent!reader

warnings; blood mentions, cut, pain, Leon calms reader down (heheheh he talks through it),

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“Stay still.” Leon said as he placed you on top of a table in the abandoned building. “You should’ve been more careful. You’re impossible sometimes.”

The cut started to burn when your adrenaline began to wear off. It was almost too deep, blood dripping through your shirt.

“Are you really going to scold me right now?” You say with humor and a weak voice.

“I trained you to be better than me.” Leon grabs a few things from the tactical pocket on his own belt. “Not so you could get hurt like this.”

He was an old complainer, but that was his way of showing that he cared about you, more than he should.

“I’m going to be okay, Leon…” you said while coughing. “Seriously.”

Leon tore part of your shirt near the cut to clear the way. With a gauze, he makes a move to stop the bleeding. You pull back, the pain hits you and you almost scream.

“Easy…” Leon’s husky voice passed through your ears, sending a shiver down your spine.

“It hurts so much… shit…” you hiss in pain. “Isn’t there any anesthesia in one of those many pockets of yours?”

“I’m not Batman, sweetheart.” A small smile threatens to appear on Leon’s lips. “Come closer.” You still hesitate but move a little closer to Leon’s hands. “No… closer.”

You sigh and cling to his other arm.

“You’re going to be okay… I’m taking care of you.” He says softly and you close your eyes from the pain. “I just need to control your bleeding and soon we’ll get out of here.”

You weren’t looking, your eyes tightly shut because of the sharp pain. A tear begins to fall and you feel Leon’s lips kiss the tear away, the stubble on his face pricking you and somehow bringing comfort.

“It’ll pass, you’ll make it through.” He whispers and, unbelievably, the pain seems to lessen. “My strong girl. Be brave for me.”

A sob of pain leaves your lips, you feel weak, you open your eyes and look at where Leon is taking care of you. His hands are covered in blood.

“Leon…” you say softly and pull away again.

“Shh…” He kisses your forehead. “You really like testing my patience, don’t you?” You let out a heavy sigh and hide your face in Leon’s chest. “I’m going to have to carry you. I need to get you out of here.”

You nod and Leon uses medical tape to keep the gauze over your cut. He picks you up carefully as if you weighed nothing, bridal style.

Re4r!leon Kennedy x gf!reader

warnings; wounds, cuts, mentions of cumming (but it’s not a smut), Leon being a needy boy

author notes; okay… I wanted to write more of it but I couldn’t, I’m so sorry if this is short

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“Mhm…” Leon groaned in pain as you applied antiseptic to the wound on his abdomen.

“Sorry.” You say, looking at him carefully. He had just returned from a mission, and he had cuts almost everywhere. Most of them were superficial, but they still needed care.

“It’s okay.” He replies, looking at you with a small smile. “You know, I could get used to this.”

“Used to what?” You ask, placing the bandage over the cut you had just finished cleaning and moving on to the next one.

“You taking care of me.” He says, and you look at him, making a blush appear on Leon’s cheeks. “You look incredibly sexy with your eyebrows furrowed like that.”

“Leon!” Now it was your turn to turn red.

“What? I can’t help myself.” He laughs, and you roll your eyes, cleaning another cut and making him groan in pain again. “Okay, I’ll stay quiet now, I’ll behave…”

You both stayed silent. Slowly, all the cuts were covered and properly taken care of. Some looked more like burns, so you simply applied ointment.

“Turn onto your stomach.” You ask, and Leon obeys.

“Yes ma’am.” He groans with the comfort of the bed, where he is now lying face down.

“That’s strange, your back doesn’t have any cuts.”

“Must be my lucky mission. Cuts only in the front, no sneaky attacks from behind.” He stretches. “Why don’t you come lie down with me?”

You take a while to answer, and Leon notices.

“[name]?— oh… fuck…” he calls you, but he is interrupted when your hands move across his back, pressing the right places.

“What did I do to deserve you?”

You laugh at his reaction and put a little body oil on your hands, returning to massage his tense muscles full of knots.

“Fuck… love…” he groans. “You’re helping me more than you realize.”

“Don’t cum on our the bed or I’ll make you clean it.” You joke while your hand presses his skin again, making him groan loudly. “For God’s sake, you don’t even moan like that when we’re having sex.”

Leon can barely think of an answer. He really is struggling not to ruin the sheets beneath him, but not for the reason you’re thinking. It’s not because of that—it’s because of tears of pain and how good it feels.

“I won’t… Jesus Christ!— hm, cum.” He whines. “I didn’t expect my back to be hurting this much.”

You laugh and finish the massage calmly. Slowly, Leon stopped whining and groaning, and you could hear a small snore.

When you stopped the massage and went to put the oil away, he complained.

“Come here…” he tapped the bed beside him.

“Easy, tiger.” You laugh at him and join him on the bed. Leon pulls you close, hugging you and resting his head on your chest.

“Soft…” he says, placing a hand on one of your breasts.

You smile at his sleepy neediness and kiss his forehead, closing your eyes to sleep.

“Good night, my love.”

He smiles at your words.

RE4r!Leon Kennedy x reader

warnings: angst! You won’t feel okay reading this, I promise.

request: Heyyy girlll, Love you're writings! I have this req... I'm a huge angst fan, so... can you write something that after Spain and stuff and Ada's return he just you know? He's not sure and bla bla... with a sad sad ending. I hope you get what I want and kiss kiss 💗🌷💕

author notes: All the sadness that I have in my chest mixed with my delulu mind helps me to think the worst with Leon. And look I’m not hating Ada.

“What does that mean?” Your voice sounded shaky as you nervously fidgeted with your hands. A tightness formed in your throat all on its own.

“I can’t stay…” Leon said, looking at you with pity.

“I don’t understand.” Your eyes were filled with tears, your pulse racing.

Leon had never been an easy man to deal with; all that weight of sadness, trauma, and armor seemed to have gotten worse after he returned from Spain.

He had gone back to drinking heavily, you noticed that. You also noticed how he barely touched you since stepping back into your home. He had returned a complete stranger.

His expression conveyed pity, sadness, but also pure sincerity.

“I don’t love you.” He sighs. It seems like torture for him to say it. “I don’t think I ever did…” That was cruelty.

A sob escapes you. Sleepless nights come flooding back into your memory, the worry while waiting through missions that lasted weeks, every moment spent with him cleaning his wounds.

“Does this have something to do with her?…” you whisper, almost accusing him.

“What?” He looks at you, not understanding at first, the color draining from Leon’s face.

“Ada?…” You dare to say it. Your voice sounds bitter and sad, as though you had been bitten by a venomous snake and condemned to a slow, agonizing death.

Leon falls silent. He looks away. He can’t look at you. His lips tremble as if to say something, but he remains quiet.

“You talk in your sleep.” You explain, wrapping your arms around yourself. “And ever since you came back, you look at me differently.”

“[name]…” he tries to say your name, but it only seems to hurt you more.

“You stopped letting me play with your hair. You stopped letting me make your coffee. You don’t even let me wear your hoodies anymore…” you bite your lip, holding back another sob. “You disappear during the night and don’t come back until the next day…”

You noticed. Of course you noticed the changes. How he had become colder than usual.

“I’m not sure I’m doing the right thing…” he tries to say, and you let out a humorless laugh.

“You’re not sure?” Your body trembles with sadness. “I think you have your answer very clearly, Leon.”

Leon. You never called him Leon. He felt that. It hurt not to hear something sweet coming from your lips.

“I didn’t want to throw away what we have.” He runs a hand over his face, still unable to look you in the eyes. “I didn’t cheat on you. I’m not capable of that, but I can’t drag you into my mess, do you understand?”

“So you decided to find someone who’ll mess you up even more, right?” Your words cut him in half, straight through his chest. “I can’t fix you, I understand that now… but I would have been here. I have been here all this time, helping you through every nightmare, wound, and scar…”

Leon suddenly feels confused. Remembering who had been there for him, loving him, waiting for him.

“I hope you’re happy with her, that you feel fulfilled in a way you never were with me.” Your body still trembled as you spoke. You felt sick, like you wanted to throw up. “Maybe you like suffering.”

They weren’t words meant to hurt him, they were simply the truth. Leon takes a step toward you.

“Go away.” You stop him from getting closer, and he slowly shakes his head. “And forget I ever existed. Don’t come back.”

Since he couldn’t decide, since he was confused, you decided for him.

Silence settled between you. Leon watched you slip through his fingers, with no way back. A pain invades Leon’s chest; something deep inside him bitterly regrets it. He had hurt the one he called his salvation, his love, his long-awaited point of light in his dark and terrifying world.

“Go away, Leon!” You say louder. You don’t scream, but it still startles him.

He looks at you one last time. The regret was bitter and cut as deeply as a knife. He said nothing else and left your house in silence.

When the sound of the door closing reaches your ears, you collapse to the floor. You cry hard and your body shakes. Your throat is tight with anguish and sorrow. Your stomach hurts, you want to throw up, you want to rip all this pain out of yourself.

A broken cry escapes your lips. You love him, love him with all your soul, but you could never compete with the manipulation used against a traumatized man who might never find his own peace unless he chose it for himself.

That was you now, broken, alone, and without your love.

THIS FREAKING GAVE ME IDEAS GUYSSSSS

Husband!Leon Kennedy x Wife!Reader x OC!kids

warnings: Leon being a tease.

Hope ya all like it, I was going nothing and I started to think about Leon having kids and coming home

The droplets of water forming on the outside of your cold glass were dripping onto your legs. Your children’s laughter filled the backyard while you drank iced tea sitting on your lounge chair.

They were playing tag in a healthy, carefree way. Evelyn, the oldest, was chasing Parker, the middle child. The youngest, Alice, was helping Evelyn corner Parker.

You smiled as you looked at your children. Perfect copies of you and Leon. Parker looked so much like Leon that it almost scared you. The icy blue eyes, the blond hair falling over his forehead, he was the exact copy of his father. Evelyn looked a lot like Leon too, blond hair and the same eyes, but her facial features were exactly like yours. Alice was totally like you.

The sound of a car engine pulled you out of your thoughts about how beautiful your children were. You look over the top of your sunglasses and see your husband’s black Porsche parking in the driveway.

“Daddy!” the oldest shouts, giving up on trying to catch her brother. Leon had come home.

He steps out of the car, lightly shutting the door. He opens his arms and catches Evelyn, who runs to him like a hurricane, soon Parker and Alice join the tight hug.

“We thought you were only coming back tomorrow!” Parker’s strong voice sounded muffled against his father’s chest, Alice clung to one of Leon’s legs.

You smile and slowly rise from the lounge chair, intending to let your children make up for their father’s absence.

“I managed to come back early, I handled things pretty quickly.” Leon says while still hugging his children.

“Did you kill a lot of zombies?” Parker asks and from his tone you could tell his eyes were probably shining from seeing his father as a hero.

“More than you can imagine…” Leon’s voice fades when he notices you nearby. “Okay, now it’s her turn.”

Like a command to a trained dog, your children obey their father. They pull away and begin heading toward the car to search through what Leon brought them as gifts.

“Hey, sweetheart.” Leon pulls you by the waist. He’s wearing a compression shirt, his muscles so evident that they make you bite your lip.

“Hey, you…” you say and wrap your arms around his neck, sinking into a kiss against Leon’s soft lips full of longing and love.

“Ew!” you hear Alice say and you both can only laugh a little and pull apart.

“I hope you keep thinking that way until you’re 30 years old.” Leon comments, making you smile.

“That’s too much, dad.” Evelyn argues, her head appearing above the car door and Leon frowns.

“Not long ago you used to think that way.”

“I don’t anymore.” She shrugs and disappears back inside the car with her siblings again.

“The audacity of that…” before he can respond you pull his chin so he looks at you.

“Hey…” You say and he looks into your eyes, his expression relaxing. “Dont worry about it now.”

He nods and looks at your lips.

“I missed you.” He kisses the tip of your nose. “I’m really thinking about retiring, but that’s a conversation for later. I brought gifts for you.”

“You know you didn’t have to.” you smile.

“Oh, I definitely did.” His smile looked different and he leaned toward your ear. “You’re gonna wear them for me tonight.”

You blushed like a teenager, that was still the effect Leon had on you even after years. For a moment you thanked God that Leon had installed soundproofing in your shared bedroom so your children wouldn’t be disturbed by your promiscuous noises.

“Dad! You hid everything!” Parker says. “We can’t find anything, I only found the Requiem. It’s pretty worn out.” Your son lifts it up and you notice there were some drops of blood on the barrel.

“Parker!” You scold him. “Put that away!”

“But mom, it’s so cool!” He tries to protest.

“You heard your mother.” Leon assures, you feel his hand squeeze your waist tightly. You could swear your legs trembled. “Let’s go inside, I need to sleep and you’re going to Sherry’s house later. She invited you to spend the week.”

“No way!” Evelyn practically screams. “Seriously?”

Leon nods and you look at him already knowing why.

“I heard she put a waterslide in the pool!” Parker says.

“Waterslide?” Alice says and claps her hands.

“Waterslide!” Evelyn says and they run inside the house ready to pack a small bag.

“How long have you been planning this?” You ask with an amused look at Leon.

“Since I found out I was coming back. I need to relax with my wife, you know?” He nuzzles your neck, his stubble brushing against your skin and making you shiver. “Get rid of all the stress…”

“I’m going to end up pregnant again by the time they come back.” You sigh shakily.

Sorry the delay! I was resting a bit on this weekend (and for God sake, I still tired hahaha) I hope u like it!

I need to be honest too, I don’t know if I can write a bratty reader but here I’m trying baby hahahahha I’m the type that obeys, sooo it’s hard to be bratty.

RE6!Leon Kennedy x Bratty reader

warnings; blood mentions, Ada’s mentions (sorry but I hate Ada lol), jealousy, Leon getting pissed.

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The Tall Oaks incidents were still sending chills down Leon’s spine, the mission had been heavy, exhausting, and traumatic. The only relief (and maybe curse) in the middle of all of that was you, but he wasn’t going to confess that out loud.

You were both back at the government agents’ complex, Helena had made quite a scene when leaving, handing over that thing Ada had left, saving you both from being arrested, saying that if he ever found Ada again, he should turn her in. Bullshit.

“Are you always this difficult about following orders?” Leon asked while you walked quickly down the hallway and he tried to keep up. “Stop running.”

“I’m not running.” You shot back in a teasing tone. “Maybe you’re just getting old and can’t keep up with me anymore.”

“You didn’t answer my question.” He held back a growl.

“I don’t follow orders from sad puppy crying because they lost their owner.” Your tone was a little bitter.

“What?” He grabs you by your wrist, making you stop. He stares into your eyes and right after pulls you toward some random door in the hallway. A systems room was the chosen victim. “Say that again, I dare you.”

Leon’s voice dropped two octaves. Nice, he was angry now and you were enjoying that. You don’t repeat it, for a moment Leon’s eyes intimidate you down to your core.

“Cat got your tongue?” Leon’s face is close. “You really think I’m some little puppy crying because he lost his owner?”

“You’re still asking?” Your audacity spoke louder, making Leon laugh dryly. “If another clone of her shows up, you’ll go running, wagging your tail all the way to her.”

“Are you jealous?” Leon asks.

“Of course, jealous of someone who only used you and because she saved your skin for her own benefit and then you swear loyalty.” You growl through your teeth. “I’m angry, outraged. Not jealous.”

Leon’s eyes study your face. Your words affected him greatly.

“You really are like a little puppy. Someone gives you even the smallest bone and suddenly you’re loyal.” Your sentence seemed too cruel, but Leon knew deep down it was true.

“You drive me insane.” He says through his teeth. Your eyes and Leon’s lock deeply. His hands are on either side of your head, trapping you against the wall.

Your hands take on a life of their own toward Leon’s neck. You crash your lips against his in an urgent and demanding kiss. Leon moans against your lips, one of his thighs parts your legs and finds your center.

When your lungs scream for air, your foreheads press together. Your body burns with fierce desire for him, but something inside you clicks and you blink quickly. What had you just done?

“I… I need to go…” you start trying to pull yourself free from Leon’s arms but he quickly stops it, holding your wrists above your head.

“You think I’m just gonna let you walk after that?” His voice is rough with desire. “I’ve been patient enough with your bratty attitude. I won’t tolerate it anymore, maybe I should teach you how to keep that mouth of yours shut.”