Transmasc Bakugou X Transmasc Reader Where They Just Help Themselves Through Period Dysphoria?

☆ my man

yuuji itadori x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis : itadori comforts a dysphoric reader who he finds staring at themselves in the mirror. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings : non-sexual nudity, female genitalia mentions.

once again, [name] finds himself infront of the mirror. he's staring at his body, the way there was two mounts of flesh on his chest instead of a flat line. he wondered if it was better that he stayed off as a woman.

despite all his staring, [name] hated it. he hated how his body looked.

all of his curves, his tits, his feminine looking features - they made him feel like less of a man. no other man had parts like his is what he always thought. he constantly put himself down because of his body, feeding himself lies due to the things he's heard spread by mouth. those words were like a virus that had settled into his mind and never left. he hated his body, and all the things that made him more 'feminine'. it was all because of other people. people that didn't understand people like him.

a small sigh escaped [name]'s lips. he was growing more and more frustrated as he stared at his body, at his chest more specifically. it made him feel all sticky, like he was strolling about on a hot and humid day, his clothes sticking to his skin and sweat pouring own his back. it was an awful feeling, and he always felt it staring at himself.

begrudgingly, [name] slips on his binder. he picks it up from the counter and slowly puts it on. he questions what the point of it was, it didn't even look like it helped him at all. it was just a contraption that squeezed his lungs and made every breath living hell. it was painful being trans. it was painful being in a body that didn't belong to you. it was painful being in a body that made you sick the more days that passed by.

as [name] was putting his binder on, a small knock on the bathroom door was heard, followed by said door opening. it revealed the one and only yuuji itadori - [name]'s boyfriend. he saw [name] struggling to put his binder on so he immediately rushed over to help. he helped the other pull the binder down, making sure it was in the correct position, covering everything.

"i take it you were having issues with your binder? that's why you were taking so long to come out?" yuuji says, a small laugh following soon after. he grinned at his boyfriend, enjoying to see him in any state - whether he was dishevelled, as handsome as ever or just about his normal day. he loved it all, and he most importantly loved [name].

[name] just sighed in response to yuuji's question. he didn't feel like answering it, mostly because he didn't want to worry yuuji. he cared too much sometimes, and as much as [name] loved it, he felt like he didn't deserve it. he felt like a fake man such as himself didn't deserve all the care and love yuuji showed him.

"yeah.. binder issues." [name] muttered as he took his shirt from the shelf of the bathroom, slipping it over his head to hide his binder. "we can go now, i've put it on now. i'm ready." he grumbled under his breath, pushing past yuuji.

however, it was clear yuuji didn't like how [name] was acting right now. he could tell something was wrong. yuuji gripped [name]'s shoulders and held him still, not letting him move. all his his training made him quite strong too, so [name] definitely couldn't move even if he tried. "i'm not letting you go until you tell me what's wrong. you seem off." yuuji states, frowning slightly at [name].

[name] sighed once more, crossing his arms over his chest to hide himself and his chest further. "i just don't get it. i don't get why you still put up with me, and i don't get why i'm stuck in a body that provides me with.. all the parts i don't want!" [name] explained his frustrations, a small groan escaping his lips soon after. yuuji seemed even more worried after hearing [name] speak.

"hey.. i put up with you because i love you." yuuji replies, ruffling [name]'s hair and grinning. he was always so cheerful, determined to brighten anyone's day - especially [name]'s. "no matter if you're stuck in this body that you hate, or a body that's the one you like. i don't care about your body, [name]. only you." the pink haired boy continued, cupping [name]'s cheeks and kissing him softly.

the trans boy looked away, a frown on his face. he pulls away from the kiss, wanting to hide away once more from the whole world. "but.. i have tits. i have a vagina. i'm not a man. i'm just playing dress up.. people will still see me as a woman no matter how hard i try and change myself." he muttered, tears forming in his eyes. "god, i'm even acting like a stereotypical woman now, huh? letting my emotions get the best of me." [name] mumbles as tears flow down his face.

yuuji wraps his arms around [name]'s body, resting his chin on the other boy's head. "sh.. sh.. calm down. none of that matters, [name]. you can have any parts, and you'll still be a man. you've worked harder than those who have been given what you want. you're fighting for your transition, for you to be comfortable in your body. that's manly as hell." yuuji mumbles, kissing [name]'s forehead. [name] looks at his boyfriend in disbelief, unsure of what to say.

"you're my man, [name]. whether or not you have the parts of a 'man', i don't care. i see you as a man, and i always will." yuuji whispered softly into [name]'s ear, kissing it after he stopped speaking. he rocked [name] in his arms too, wanting him to feel comforted by his presence.

[name] was starting to feel slightly better. sure, what yuuji said was a little and perhaps even the bare minimum, but it made him feel even better than before. he wiped his tears away, looking at yuuji with a small smile.

"thank you.. i still don't know how you put up with me.. but i'm glad you do nontheless." [name] chuckled softly as he moved back to gaze yuuji in the eyes. his eyes were now full of love, rather than the malice that were in them when he stared at his reflection earlier. "i guess i feel a little better about my.. situation." he mumbled.

yuuji pressed a kiss to [name]'s nose, still holding him close. "i'll always put up with you because you have a nice ass. exactly my type, you know?" yuuji chuckled and he winked over at [name] who retaliated by rolling his eyes.

"oh yeah, sorry. mr. 'i like someone tall with a nice, big ass.' you absolute perv." [name] muttered, pinching yuuji's cheeks inbetween his fingers. he was feeling better than before, loving all this teasing with yuuji and the playful banter. it made him forget his dysphoria.

yuuji leaned into [name], whispering into his ear. "you're my handsome man, alright? my man. i don't want to see you upset. if something is up, tell me, okay. don't stare at yourself in the mirror hating yourself." yuuji mumbled.

the salmon haired boy then kissed [name] on the lips. he held the trans boy close too, not wanting to let him go just yet. he wanted [name] to know that there was a pair of arms always willing to go around him and support him.

"i love you, my man." yuuji mumbled into [name]'s hair before kissing it softly. the other boy hummed in response and nodded. "i love you too."

and, as time went on, yuuji continued to support [name] with his transition and any dysphoria. he made sure his man was never alone.

- author's note : hope you guys enjoy this :) for any trans guys out there - you are loved and totally valid <3 don't feel like you are alone! there are people like you around the world. you are never alone.

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☆ no homo, right?

denji x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: denji starts to get feelings for [name] and he thinks of all the little things between them. it's not gay though, right? (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

denji was always a fan of women and everything about them. he wasn't necessarily quiet about his preferences either. everyone knew about them. power did, aki did, yoshida probably does and asa too.

however, nobody expected denji to fall for a man, let alone one of his close friends. denji, the one who always talked about wanting to feel a woman, was now making goo-goo eyes at a man. it was unusual.

denji always reassured his friends (asa and yoshida) that he didn't actually like [name]. yet, they could see past him and his lies. they knew that denji was completely infatuated by [name] and no amount of 'no homo's was going to clear that off the fiend's name.

denji was walking about town with [name]. they usually spent their time doing such with their friends after school or when nothing was happening. however, fate seemed to be on denji's side. even if denji didn't want to believe that.

[name] and denji were alone. asa and yoshida had bailed on the two earlier, making weak excuses just to not go with them. of course, they did it all on purpose. they weren't going to tell [name] and denji though, it would ruin all of the fun and suspense.

the two men continued walking, their hands occasionally brushing against eachother as they walked past the busy crowds.

denji wanted to hold [name]'s hand. he wanted to hold it in his own hand and squeeze it. he wanted to feel how soft [name]'s hand would feel in his own, or how calloused it felt. denji wanted to swing his hand, in turn swinging [name]'s as they walked.

but, it wasn't gay right? it was normal to want to hold your friends hand, of course it was. denji had done that with power many times before, so it wasn't romantic or anything.

yet why did it feel so different when denji was facing [name]? why was his heart fluttering? why was his mind racing? he wasn't gay, and he didn't like [name].

eventually, the two settled down at a cafe. it was just the two of them, settling down for a meal to discuss.

but why did this feel like something else? denji felt like he was going on a date, like the time he had gotten reze some flowers on a date. it felt like he was on a date, with his friend.

denji wasn't gay though. of course he wasn't - he couldn't be. he loved women, he was quite the enjoyer. he felt nothing towards men compared to how he felt towards women.

but everything still felt different. denji's palms felt sweaty as he sat down across [name]. he felt his throat going dry too, so he immediately ordered an orange juice to soothe his thirst.

it didn't help though. nothing seemed to be helping when denji was around [name] and he couldn't stand it.

[name] then ordered for himself and for denji. being friends for a while meant that [name] knew stuff. [name] knew the food denji liked, the manga that he would read (or at least tried to), and the fact that denji was chainsaw man.

denji's whole body went hot when he realised this. he realised how much [name] knew about him and it honestly felt scary. were friends meant to know so much about eachother? of course they were, but everything felt so different and scary when denji was with [name].

if asa and yoshida were here, denji wouldn't have to be stuck in this situation. stuck being alone with [name].

once the food arrived, denji immediately tucked in. [name] had ordered him a cake, similar to the one denji had recieved when he first went to a cafe with yoshida. it was sweet, moist and overall perfection. denji couldn't help but want to scarf it down immediately.

"could i have a taste?" [name] asked denji, a small, innocent smile on his lips that made denji's whole body stiffen.

lips.. [name]'s lips. denji wanted to kiss them so badly. he wanted to feel [name]'s lips on his own and see how they'd melt into eachother. he wanted to see how their lips fit into eachother. he wanted to see how perfect they were together.

denji wasn't gay though. he shook away his thoughts by thinking a simple "no homo", something asa despised hearing from denji. she knew the truth that denji was constantly hiding from, and so did yoshida.

"oh.. sure.." denji smiled back at [name]. he took a fork, to be somewhat civilised and not to feed [name] with his hand. he put the fork into the cake and took a piece before feeding it to [name], his hand under the fork to make sure it wouldn't drop the cake before [name] could even get a taste.

wait.. feeding [name]? denji's brain was working on autopilot. he couldn't believe he had just done that. he had just fed [name] a piece of his cake. the cake that he was eating. the cake that he was shoveling down his throat with his bare hands. denji thought he was going to faint because of how hot the room suddenly felt..

[name] wasn't opposed to denji feeding him the cake. although he wasn't expecting it, he certainly didn't mind it. it was like a new change of pace for once in his entire friendship with denji. he wouldn't mind more changes in the future wither.

[name] finished the small piece with a hum, smiling at how good the piece tasted. was it better because denji fed it to him? nobody would know, only [name]

denji the looked away, embarrassed by his actions. he had just fed his friend a piece of his cake.. his mind was still on that.

and of course, denji's mind went into autopilot again as he continued to think about [name].

denji started to eat the cake with the fork, not even his own hands now. he was eating with the same fork that was in [name]'s mouth a few seconds ago. the same fork that he had just used to feed [name]. it was like an indirect kissA

the poor blonde yelped and he dropped his fork onto the table, hiding his face in embarrassment.

denji wasn't gay. he was just doing stuff that friends would do with their friends regularly. but why was his heart fluttering? why was his mind racing? why was his throat suddenly closed up and dried? why, why, why?

"i think i'm in love with you, [name].." denji mumbled into his hands, too scared to meet [name]'s eyes.

maybe denji wasn't gay, but he was surely into his best friend [name] and he now accepted it. he wouldn't hide his feelings behind a 'no homo' anymore.

☆ author's note: 1st chainsaw man post! i was planning on posting requests but for some reason i can't edit my old-er drafts so i have to redo them 😪 sorry for those who are waiting!

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i love making polls lol

will hopefully upload the winning character by the weekend :)

Cloud Strife as your classmate, user and he doesn't talk to each other, but on a day, the teacher put user and Cloud together for a project

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let me know if you meant this as a fic request :)

hiiii I love your stuff and wanted to make a request. is it possible to get an accidental confession from the reader where we're either talking to ignis or whoever you choose about how we have feelings for either prompto or noctis and they over hear us talking about them? you can choose whoever or both. have a good day/night<3

thanks for requesting!

☆ not so secret

noctis lucis caelum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

[name] paced around, waiting for ignis to finish talking to gladio so he could get some advice of his own. his brain was rattling around in his head, different thoughts squirming around as he stood there, consumed by his own thoughts. he need to talk to ignis, and quick.

after what felt like centuries, ignis was finally done talking to gladio. [name] took this opportunity and he quickly rushed over to the cook, not wanting anyone else to steal his chance.

"ignis. we need to talk about something. something.. serious. i don't know who else to tell, i feel like you'd be the best guy out of all of us to talk to." [name] rambled, voice rushing to finish it's sentence - just how the thoughts were rushing around [name]'s mind.

ignis nodded in response to his friend's rambling, seemingly quite concerened now for his friend. what could of happened? surely it wasn't something bad, right? because [name] surely looked distressed.

"yes, of course. you can come to me for anything, [name]." ignis said, giving [name] a small smile. he hoped it would somehow reassure him, or calm his nerves about this hidden situation to an extent. "now, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" ignis asked.

[name] took a deep breath, trying to calm down his racing mind. it seemed to work, or well at least for the time being. he could talk to ignis and not worry about his looming anxiety about the topic.

[name] cleared his throat, eyes focusing on the ground briefly before he looked up. he leaned in a little closer to ignis and he finally spoke. "i like noctis, romantically i mean. i just.. i just don't know if he feels the same. he has luna, a perfect, fairy tale ending to his story." [name] speaks, eyes trailing down to the floor once again. "no prince or king runs off with another prince, he always ends up with a princess - marrying her so she'd be his queen." [name] mumbles, clearly disappointed by the situation he has been put in because of his feelings.

ignis' eyes widen for a brief second as he takes in the initial shock after learning the news. his eyes then soften and he looks at [name] sympathetically, trying to make sure his friend doesn't worry about this 'boy drama' he has gotten himself into.

"i would've never thought you liked noct, but thinking back on it now it definitely makes sense." ignis chuckles slightly, shaking his head as he thinks of all the moments that had been shared between noctis and [name] over the years. it was clear that their bond was that beyond friendship - but to what extent? nobody knows yet.

throughout the years that all the men knew eachother, it was obvious that [name] and noctis were the closest. they'd always end up hanging out more, having more to say to eachother, or even having more secrets between eachother. it was clear that the two men cared for one another a fair deal.

yet, there was always a hint of something more.

there had always been a little glint in [name]'s eye whenever noctis was mentioned, or vice versa. there was always a smile, or a special applaud that the pair had for one another that they didn't have for anyone else. it was always clear that the relationship between the two was more than platonic.

even some of their friends caught up with all the signs. prompto was really the first one to notice, he even started to tease noctis about it. he'd often say how great of a couple the prince and [name] would be, and as of late he had been saying that noctis should marry [name] and not luna. noctis always brushed it off, however. he tried to act nonchalant, but there was always a blush on his cheeks whenever he heard the mention of his friends name.

whilst the conversation between ignis and [name] was occuring, noctis couldn't help but try and listen in. of course, his intentions were merely innocent. he had heard his name escape his friend's lips, and wanted to see if something was wrong. what he did not expect however, was for [name] to be confessing his feelings for him to ignis. noctis was perplexed.

the ravenette stood there in shock for a few seconds. he tried to process everything he had just heard, trying to see if he was just making things up. but no. he wasn't. [name] truly liked noctis romantically, and noctis felt his heart swelling as he heard the words fall out of [name]'s lips.

after gaining the courage, noctis decided to approach his friends. he stood besides [name] and smiled at the other man softly. it was the special smile he had only reserved for [name], none of his other friends. yet, this time the smile looked a bit different. it was as if the smiled was filled with an aspect of love and hope.

"i overheard what you said, [name]." noctis whispered as he stood besides his friend. ignis decided to take this as his queue to leave. he didn't even have to play the matchmaker, his friends were going to do that all themselves without his help.

[name] looked at noctis and he felt a little hot. perhaps it was from embarrassment, or perhaps it was even from the anticipation, the ever so painful longing of loving a friend.

"you did? oh fuck me.." [name] chuckled, shaking his head slightly as a nervous smile filled his features. noctis wanted to reply with something crude, but he decided to hold of for the time being. he'd say such things when they'd actually get together.

"i believe this prince doesn't need a princess.. another prince will do just fine for him." noctis replied, a smile on his lips to conquer the one [name] had. "that is.. if you're willing to have this prince?" the ravenette continued, holding out his hand for [name].

[name] nodded and he took noct's hand, taking a step forward to hug his friend. well, they weren't actually friends anymore. they were more than that now. they were practically soulmates, in all platonic and romantic senses.

"yes.. i am willing to have you and your offer of us being princes together." [name] hummed, feeling content as he held the prince in his arms. he just felt so relieved he didn't have to hide a part of him anymore. it was all out in the open.

noctis gracefully accepted the hug, his own arms going around [name]'s body. he wasn't sure what label to put on his relationship with [name] at the moment, but he was sure to find out. it was sure to be something that fit too, something that represented the two of them greatly.

"thank you." noctis whispered, pressing a small kiss to [name]'s cheek. the prince then earned a flurry of kisses to his face after that.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoy <3 decided to do noctis because i haven't written for him yet + there's barely any noctis content anyway

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☆ paper rings

re2! leon kennedy x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: amidst the troubles in raccoon city, leon and [name] find some peace. but it doesn't last long. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings : death, guns, zombies, other re stuff

low grunts from zombies could be heard outside the room leon and [name] had holed themselves up in. this wasn't where the couple expected to be in of all places. what a great place to have a date in, right?

leon was rummaging through a few boxes, trying to find some ammo, herbs or anything else that would help him and [name] keep going. on the other hand, [name] was in the corner, trying not to freak out. he had his hands over his ears, blocking out the sounds that were coming from the zombies outside.

eventually, leon found something in one of the many boxes that he had been searching through. it wasn't anything useful though, just some old, tattered piece of paper. he quickly folded it up into a circular shape, almost resembling a ring.

leon walked over to [name], kneeling down and presenting the ring to him with a smile. he didn't want [name] to worry or panic too much about the everlooming threat of those flesh-rotting monsters outside, so he hoped that this would somewhat calm [name] down.

"what's that?" [name] asked, voice shaky. it was almost as if he was on the verge of crying, or even breaking down. he stared at the ring infront of him, moving his hands off of his ears even though the noises outside were still overwhelming him.

"i think you know what it is. you're smart." leon whispered back, grinning at [name]. he hoped [name] would be able to tell what he was trying to do with the ring, even if it was just paper. ultimately, leon hoped [name] would accept this sore excuse of a proposal.

[name] pondered for a few moments, keeping a close eye on paper that was being presented to him. it was clear what leon had tried to do. he had tried to turn it into a ring for a proposal. [name]'s mouth opened to speak, but nothing cane out. he let out a grunt and he furrowed his brows in frustration.

"what i'm trying to do is.. how do i put this.." leon whispers, trying to think of the best way to do this. leon takes in a deep breath before he speaks again.

"i love you, [name]." the cop continues speaking, a hopeful smile on his face. "i have for the time that we've been friends, for the time that we've been lovers, and hopefully for the rest of our lives. even though we can't get married now because.. well, we're amidst some zombie apocalypse right now, and because we're both men.. i want to marry you some day. so, consider this my proposal to you." leon says, speaking directly from the heart with such love and adoration for the man that was sitting infront of him.

[name] started to tear up and his lip quivered. he nodded at leon, unable to say anything else. leon understood what this meant, so he took the paper ring and placed it on [name]'s ring finger with a smile.

"i'm sorry that this isn't the most ideal place or time for a proposal, nor is the ring." leon apologises, his smile replaced with a small frown. he did want something better for [name], something more grand to express his love for the other. but, he didn't even think anything would be able to put into words how much he felt for [name].

"it's fine." [name] sniffles, voice breaking. "i'd marry you.. even if we only had paper rings." he chuckled, a few stray tears falling down his cheeks. like a hero coming to save the day, leon immediately started wiping down [name]'s tears.

"i just.." [name] continued to speak, voice wavering. "i just hope we make it out of here. i can't stand listening to all that groaning on repeat, it's making my skin crawl.." he mutters, clearly uncomfortable by the whole situation.

leon presses a kiss to [name]'s forehead in hopes it would calm the other man down. he didn't want his lover to worry. he knew they were going to make it out of this hell hole - together.

"of course we're going to make it out, [name]. we have eachother, don't we?" leon whispered in return, leaning forward to cradle [name] in his arms. in return, [name] sobbed, unable to stop his tears from flowing - especially because of leon's tender and loving touch.

"speaking of making it out of here.." leon muttered against [name]'s forehead. "we have to leave this room soon. we don't want the zombies to end up tearing inside here, do we?" he hummed, giving [name]'s forehead yet another kiss before he pulled back.

[name] nodded and he shuffled back from leon slightly. he wiped his tears away with his sleeve, trying to look presentable - or as presentable as he could be in such a situation.

"yeah.. let's.. let's go." [name] replied, voice shaky. when he breathed in, his whole body shook. it seemed that he still hadn't calmed down from crying earlier. leon was concerned, his brows furrowed as he looked over at his partner.

"are you sure? we can wait out a few more minutes. you look like you need to calm down a little more." leon says, taking one of [name]'s hands in his own to stroke it gently. he didn't want [name] to be in an even worse place than he already was in. he wanted to do everything that he could in that moment to help [name].

[name] shook his head, opposing to what leon had just said. "i'm fine, i promise. just.. a little shaken up. i'll be good to go." he mumbled back, taking in a deep breath to ultimately prepare himself for what was to come.

leon nodded in response and he smiled. he then stood up and offered [name] a hand, which [name] gladly took in response. leon then took a quick look around the boxes once more to see if he had missed anything. he found a half empty box of ammo and some dried up green herbs. it was better than nothing.

"alright, time to go." leon muttered, looking over at [name] briefly before he turned to the door. he opened it cautiously, looking around to see if there were any zombies patrolling around. and there were. he quickly shot those that were on the corridor before grabbing [name]'s hand and making a run for it.

the two kept running throughout the corridor, taking any turns or shortcuts that were needed to avoid any zombie contact. they were doing well for a while, until they ran into a problem. they were surrounded.

"shit." leon muttered, dropping [name]'s hand as he looked around. "stay close, okay?" he whispered to [name] before he shot more rounds at the zombies. one by one, the came falling down. except for one.

one particularly pesky zombie had caught onto [name]'s leg as it fell down, scratching it deeply. [name] would've let out a scream if he hadn't already been biting down on his lip so heavily to the point where it was bleeding.

leon hadn't noticed [name]'s injury, he just grabbed [name]'s hand once more so they could make a run for it. the two kept running for their lives, once again. it seemed to be the only thing they could do in such a situation.

[name] started to grunt and groan in pain as they kept running. leon turned his head slightly, seeing the trail of blood on the floor that was coming from [name]'s leg. his eyes widened in concerned as he saw this and he immediately ran to a corner, pulling [name] along with him.

"when did that happen?" leon asked, sitting [name] down and pulling his trouser leg up. the cut was serious and pretty deep too. those zombies had gotten [name] pretty good.

[name] breathed in and out heavily, clutching onto his stomach as he squeezed his eyes shut. he felt so uncomfortable right now, it was like bugs were running up and down his body - but like 100x worse because of the injury in his leg.

"one of them.. scratched me as it was going down.." he muttered, burying his face inbetween his knees. he didn't want to face leon - he felt guilty. [name] believed that leon was going to scold him in that moment, and he didn't want to experience that at all. luckily, leon didn't do that.

"bastards.. hurting [name].." leon muttered under his breath. he looked around, trying to see if he could get something to wrap around the wound. he checked his pockets and eventually found the tiniest bit of guaze. he decided that it should do - so he wrapped it around [name]'s leg and hoped for the best.

leon looked up at [name] with a worried expression. "you think you can still run? we shouldn't be that far from the train. we can get out of here." he said, trying to be hopeful as he possibly could. [name] opened his eyes in response and he nodded, trying to put on a smile even though he was in immense pain.

leon sighed in relief, standing up and helping [name] up too. leon gripped onto [name]'s hand once more and they started running again. this time, they were a little slower because of [name]'s injury. however, leon was still hopeful. he was determined to get out of raccoon city with both him and [name] alive.

the couple kept running for their lives, once again taking different turns and shortcuts just to escape any zombie hoards. leon wasn't going to take any risks this time, not when [name] was injured.

"this way.." leon muttered, taking a turn. he was still holding onto [name]'s hand, but his grip was slowly faltering because of how sweaty his palms had gotten. the adrenaline was coursing through his veins, making his heart pummel against his chest and his sweat just skyrocket in production. this wasn't a good sign. it wasn't a good sign at all.

without realising, leon's hand had slipped and he had let go of [name]. [name] had tumbled and fallen onto the floor, alerting all nearby zombies. leon stopped and he turned around to go help [name] back up, but it was too late.

one zombie. two zombies. three zombies.

three zombies were swarming [name]'s body, all getting ready to pounce on him. it was as if they were practically drooling upon the sight of the young man.

leon tried his best to shoot them, but his hands were too shaky and his palms were too sweaty. he was afraid. afraid of what, exactly? he hadn't been this afraid when fighting all those other zombies, so why was it now?

it was because of [name]. [name] was the centre of the zombie's attention currently, and leon was scared that he was going to essentially shoot [name] if one of the zombies angled themselves weirdly. of course, leon didn't want that. so he froze. still. unable to do anything.

[name] had finally gained focus after falling. he looked around and saw the zombies swarming him. he wanted to scream and cry and yell out for help, but he couldn't. nothing escaped his mouth. it was almost as if he was frozen - just like leon.

[name]'s eyes darted away from the zombies towards the light. maybe he was already dying. maybe that's why he saw the light. but, instead of light he saw leon. he smiled, a few tears now running down his cheeks.

"run leon.. run.." he croaks, voice breaking as he spoke. if he couldn't get out of there, he wanted leon to get out of there if anything. all that mattered was leon in that moment - nobody else. leon was his light. leon would find a way out of there - he had done all the work that night after all. [name] was just too anxious for anything.

"i love you.." [name] breathes out before the zombies started going at him. violent screams were the only other things that left [name]'s lips after that moment.

leon did as [name] said and he started to run. he ran as fast as he could out of there, away from the zombies, away from the pain, away from [name].

the rookie briefly turned back, taking a glimpse of the scene that was there. the scene that he'd see countless times after, but not as a joyous memory - but as a reoccuring nightmare.

and all that was left in leon's mind was the vision of [name]'s body being torn apart, and the bloodied paper ring he was wearing.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoy :) working on a request.. so if you're waiting for a request and it's taking a little long i'm so sorry 😭 i will get it done by the end of this week ! might write something for luis because i love him and i don't want it to seem like leon is the only resident evil character i know 😐

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