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“Til Death Do Us Part” Leander x MC

Leander x gn!MC

Summary: During a heated argument with Leander regarding his increasing over possessiveness that results in you walking out, he decides to make a last-minute decision that he knows for sure will make you stay. 

Warnings: slight manipulation, Leander being Leander, peer pressure by a crowd of people, forced engagement?, arguing, could count as dark content 

Word count: 1.4k

Author’s note: This one is a bit short 

“Come on sweetheart, let's act like adults and talk this out.” You hear Leander repeat for the hundredth time since the entire conflict has started, you barely even remember what you two were fighting about by this point.

“I have nothing to say to you Leander.” You say firmly while grabbing your bag that was sitting against the wall right next to the door “All you’ve been doing is mindlessly preaching to me about the dangers of Eridia and how you're the one that can help me. When all you’ve done is try and isolate me from the others! You don’t want to help me, you want to own me!” 

Leander stares back at you with a conflicted expression, obviously trying to choose his next words carefully. “I’m not isolating you. I’m trying to keep you safe.” 

“And your definition of keeping me safe is hovering over me all the time like some damn overbearing mother? What’s next you're going to lock me in here?” You continue on as you keep rushing to grab everything you reach, the last thing being the cloak that was gifted to you by Mhin a few weeks ago. 

After securing the cloak around your neck, you quickly yank the door open, hurrying down the hallway and the flight of stairs, making your way towards the loud masses of the wet wick, most of them being bloodhounds.

You can hear the sound of Leander’s boots quickly trailing behind you, with the desperate yell of “where are you going?” coming from him, doing his best to keep up with the fast pace. But by the time he managed to catch up, you were already walking down the busy streets of Lowtown. 

You did your best to ignore him, keeping a steady pace along the stone roads. And although a small part of you felt bad for walking away from him, the feeling of being sheltered like a caged bird was truly too much to handle. 

But before you could even consider where you could even go after storming out, Ais honestly being one of your better options, a rough hand takes hold of your wrist. 

“Please….come on….don’t leave me like this.” Leander’s voice behind you pleads, you almost felt bad for him.

“....It’s for the best. I can’t continue being coddled by you any longer, I’m sorry Leander, I love you, but you left me with no choice.” Your voice slightly quivers as you speak, your lips trembling as you do your best to hold back any tears. No other choice.

But as you twist your wrist in an attempt to free yourself from his hold, sudden gasps from the massive crowd of people catches your attention. But before you could even question it, the feeling of Leander’s arm getting lower paints the picture for you. 

“You do have a choice.” 

No.

“Honestly I was planning on holding this off for a while but…now just seems like a better time.”

No…

“MC, I know we haven’t been..together as long as I would’ve wanted. And our relationship has been a little rocky but that doesn’t change the way I feel for you at all.”

He can’t be serious…

“I’ve loved you since the day I set my eyes on you, and that’s also been how long I’ve known…that I wanted to be by your side forever. So with that, MC…will you do me the honors..”

As you whip your head around you are greeted with the very sight you had prayed to whatever god that existed that what was happening wasn’t real. Leander was currently crouched on one knee while still having a tight hold on your wrist, while in his free hand held a small silver ring, with an emerald resting on top.

The crowd around you continues to stare in awe, with some fawning over his public profession of love, and others scowling in jealousy as they watch one of the most sought out men in Eridia get on one knee. While you could only stare in what you assumed is fear and utter shock. 

“...Of marrying me?” The words come out in a tone that sounds almost too sweet. As if it was blatantly obvious that he was putting all of this on for show, but the crowd wasn’t aware of that, they never would be aware of what monster lies behind that heroic attitude. 

 You couldn’t even speak, every word that wanted to leave your throat coming out in a heavy breath, while to you it might seem like you're currently riddled with pure terror, to other’s it just seemed like surprise caused by your bold lover. That’s probably why as you were still caught in a fear induced trance, the crowd around you began cheering and whistling. 

“Say yes!” You hear from somewhere in the back of the suffocating mob. 

Somehow that alone managed to trigger a multitude of people all damn near screaming at you to say yes, in all honestly it would’ve made you question, was it you getting proposed too or them?

But in the midst of the yelling, you continued staring down at Leander, still being completely silent and hoping that this was all just a nightmare that you will wake up from soon.

“Well…what do you say MC?” You hear Leander asked in an almost taunting voice. You had a feeling that even if he was asking you for an answer, you weren’t going to like what would happen if you even muttered anything along the lines of “no”. And looking back at his face, although his smile was soft and loving, his eyes held a darker intention, as if he was daring you to reject him.

Fighting against every thought in your body that was screaming at you to run, you fix your poster and stare the man down. Although he was pretty much forcing you into a bad spot, he was right about one thing. 

You did have another choice. A choice to stay by his side forever.

With as much courage as you can muster, you take a deep breath before looking Leander in the eye. A small, fake smile plastering your face as you say with quickness..

“Yes”

Leander’s expression shifts fast, going from a mocking grin to a satisfied smile, he had gotten what he wanted yet again.

Quickly slipping the ring onto your bandaged ring finger, he leaps up, trapping you in his arms and landing a deep kiss on your lips. But this wasn’t a kiss out of love, or passion, it was out of possession and control. 

Pulling away, Leander wraps his arm around your shoulder, before turning to the crowd and lifting his arm up, as if he had won a prized trophy.

“They said yes!” 

The horde of people erupt into loud cheers and shouts, some yelling congratulations and others just simply yelling in joy for the two of you. Leander standing at the center of it all doing his own cheers of self proclaimed victory. But as he turns down the yelling, he turns towards you again, a soft smile grazing his lips. 

He lifts his other hand to gently cup your face, pulling you close into yet another kiss, but this time, it was soft, it made you believe that everything was okay for the moment.

But as you were still caught up in trying your best to revel in the gentleness of the short time, Leander’s hand that was resting on your face dips down a little, allowing his fingers to settle against your neck, but before you can ask what he was doing, a soft squeeze on your throat catches your words, rendering you speechless once again. 

Looking up at him, the same daring look in his eyes has returned again, but there was no smile, just a blank stare where that usual welcoming expression should’ve been. 

As the roaring of the crowd began to quiet down again, returning back to its usual chatter as people started walking down the busy streets again, Leander wraps his hand around your own, all but gently pulling you back towards the wet wick. As your eyes catch sight of the bar’s massive sign once again, the feeling of calmness and familiarity that was once there was gone, now replaced with a feeling of terror and dread.

There was truly no escaping him. 

Author’s note: Leander is lucky his tiddies are enough to distract us from his red flags