#have you ever seen your crush flex their musical talents and you started to cry?
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As I’ve said before, Resident evil, Leon being pretty, and Chreon sparking joy. Now I’m gonna type a lil short story that’s inspired by THIS CUTE SWEET UWU INSPIRING BEAUTIFUL ART.
This short story sets after Resident Evil 6, since Leon’s hair is greyish-blond in the picture so I just assume and sorry if I assume wrong. And I’m not too deep into the fandom (yet) so somethings might not be canon.
No warnings. This is purely vanilla fluff.
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He fucking sings too????
Ah yes, here we see an advanced specimen, Leon Scott Kennedy, freaking the fuck out because his long (presumably) lost crush, Chris Redfield, is singing like he’s in The Voice’s finals, singing for that sweet sweet record deal with Adam Levine.
This was not what Leon had predicted when he accepted Sherry’s invitation for a get together at her backyard. It’s a full house. Sherry and her “it’s complicated” bf/figuring-it-out, Jake is here, being not so complicated with both of them looking at each other with disgustingly sweet heart eyes. Leon is watching him though.... watching him closely. If he hurts Sherry, with God as his witness he will weaponize the nearest item to get that hand off Sherry’s waist. But Sherry happy with him, and he’ll try to be happy for Sherry. Claire is here too, and it’s been so long he had seen Claire. He didn’t realize how badly he misses her until he has seen her in the flesh. Helena got invited too and seems to move on pretty well as she’s making moves on Claire. Piers, Chris’s subordinate is also here, fitting in like a glove starstruck at everyone he sees with the exception of Jake and Helena.
Leon thought he’ll sit in the corner with a beer or any potent alcohol and just watch. He didn’t expect how happy he is catching up with Claire. How incredibly proud he is to see how much Sherry had grown. How eye-opening it is to talk with someone that idolizes you a.k.a. Piers. And he also didn’t realize how heart-clenching it is to talk to Chris again.
It was stupid. It started when he was young. He was lonely, and somewhat needed to have someone to love. To feel something, anything else than the need to survive, and the constant fear of failing. Something else to think about other than mission after missions and the faith of humanity resting on his hands. Chris easily filled that role. Courageous, kind, funny, and loving. Anyone would be a fool to not love Chris Redfield. He bet everyone in the room would fell for Chris at least once if given the chance. Leon however, fell more than once, deeper than he bargained for. He had wanted someone to love, not to actually fall in love. He didn’t act on it because...
It was a missed opportunity. They first met when their mission collides, and Leon finally met the Chris Redfield that Claire thinks the world of, and he then understood why. But Leon got dragged for a briefing before Leon could ask for his number. They met at Claire’s birthday party one time, they hang out for thirty minutes over a beer that Leon still thinks as the best thirty minutes of his life. Then Chris got called and Leon never gets to say “Let’s see each other again sometimes.” They met again for a briefing, the DSO and BSAA have a joint case and by chance, Leon and Chris are handling their respective cases. They and a few others were attending the briefing, their heads were focused on that the whole time. When they separate ways, Leon looks back and Chris was already gone to the helipad and up in the sky. When Leon finally had Chris’s number, they had years of silence in between and it’s weird to just randomly called someone you haven’t heard in a long time, so Leon didn’t. He missed his chances, he thought, and that’s fine because...
It was unnecessary anymore. Originally, he had wanted a distraction, being young and foolish he was. He didn’t need that anymore. He’s grown and more emotionally mature. He has resources to have many ways of healthier coping. Keeping hobbies and expressing his emotions in healthy ways to keep his focus on his job but relatively satisfied and happy when he’s not on the job. He had his hiccups but he can take care of himself, he didn’t need Chris anymore.
It didn’t have to be Chris, he thought. Along the way, Leon had loved a couple of people and have relationships with them. It convinced him even more than what he had for Chris was just puppy love.
All of that eventually makes him forget about his daydream about Chris.
He thought it’ll be fun to see how much Chris had changed and to check up on your old crush. People do that, right? It would’ve been fun if his heart isn’t racing like he’s being chased by a BOW for a few blocks. Sure, he had seen Chris when the guy was pointing his gun at him after fighting him and not realizing it was him. This however is like a blast to the past. Back to when they were young at Claire’s birthday party, the origin of Leon’s best thirty minutes.
It’s been too much but Leon still wants more. Tonight, he laughed with Chris, cold beers in hand, and greasy foods on their laps. Smiling till his lips hurt. Heart working double-time when Chris laughed at his cheesy bad jokes. Chris told him so much of what he’s been through and it’s hard to not let his heart cracks seeing that defeated smile that still manages to look relentless. Leon felt as if a faucet turned till the end and the ghost of his scars pours away because he knew they’ll be safe in Chris’s hands. They had their own corner in Sherry’s garden, and he didn’t know how long they’ve been there, just filling the gaps between the years like they were best friends. Despite the change of weight in their topics, the air stays light and natural.
Chris had changed, and Leon did too. They’ve grown separately, but not grown apart. Despite never really making a move and with years lack of contact before now, they’re talking and laughing like they just talked yesterday. And despite presumedly dead, that feeling re-emerges, as whole and as fresh as it was first born.
There are a few moments where Leon just need to pause and listen to Chris talking as they sit next to each other. It felt surreal that Chris is here, that their job paused at the same time for this opportunity to strike. Leon watched closer, committing every Chris’s expression to memory, and the blush on the other man’s face was perhaps a sign that his staring was making him uncomfortable. But Chris didn’t say anything about it, so Leon didn’t stop. This a rare chance they get to sit down and talk without the weight of the world on their shoulder and the faith of a lot of lives constantly in their minds, and Leon is taking it all in before.... before another few years of pause. Before another mission makes them meet in the field. Hell, this could’ve been Leon’s last chance, ever.
Before Leon drowned under the thoughts, someone materializes a guitar. Jake is abusing the strings while squawking, singing a mating song to Sherry. Only then, the two realized there’re other people at this party, and now they’re all drunk. Leon and Chris laughed as Jake continued to squawk and Sherry, that’s as drunk as her kinda boyfriend, was swooned as if Jake is Beyonce. Leon and Chris Laughed when Jake asked for back up dancer and Piers said “Got ya bro,” and starts to spin like a Beyblade on the floor.
The laugh gained Claire’s attention, who looked like she just realized that they’re here.
“Stop your animalistic screeching!” Claire had barked, and rips the guitar away from Jake and push it at Chris. “Sing! Now. Proof Jake he ain’t shit.”
Chris shyly takes it and prop himself. He didn’t have to do it, both of them are the only sober people here, and the drunks can be distracted with a plate of nuggets from the kitchen. When Leon noted that, Chris just shrugs and says he didn’t mind. Leon thought Chris is gonna prank them because there’s this glint in his eyes that he’s up to something. Leon was braced for a yell to startle the kids that’s paying surprisingly close attention to Chris. Or maybe he’s gonna abuse the strings and deeply growl because Chris mentioned about liking a few heavy metals.
Yet Chris manages to do something Leon didn’t expect by a mile. The tune he carries on the guitar sounds like a country genre, and then Chris starts singing. His voice is deep and melodic and beautiful. The drunken crowd whistles and dances to the country song he’s singing and Leon just froze. Chris is singing about a tree and a yellow ribbon, something’s Leon can’t really digest because his mind is thinking to the first time they met.
And that’s how Leon found himself here, harboring the same feeling of years ago that feels like it’s born yesterday.
He fucking sings... Leon thinks in awe. Chris sings to the audience that sitting in front of them, and sometimes he’ll glance Leon’s way, making his heart flip like pancakes.
What else that Leon doesn’t know about Chris? Probably a ton, and he wants to know. If this night can last forever, he wants to know a whole lot more about Chris.
After the song ends with the loud round of applause, they continue talking believing that mirage. One by one, the participants drop at the space they occupy. Thankfully, Sherry has a house with multiple guest rooms, courtesy of her parent’s inheritance, and her hefty paycheck. The only two sober one around puts the falling participants to their respective guestroom, with water and aspirin on the nightstand for the oncoming hangover. They wake them, tell them to change, and literally tucking them in.
Chris is tucking Piers away and Leon is keeping Helena’s company and watching Claire that’s starting to drift off to sleep. Leon plans to tuck all of them to bed and the night will be Leon’s and Chris’s. They’ll talk all night long and he won’t even want to sleep. He truly believes so, until that familiar tone rings from his “work phone.” Leon stiffens, and Helena who hears that instantly sobers and reaches for her phone.
“Relax,” Leon put a hand on her shoulder, “It’s mine.” She sighed in relief and lay back to the sofa, already back to spacing out and about to fall asleep against Claire. Leon envies her because he can’t sigh in relief. His mirage shatters then and there when he reads a cold series of instructions from Hunnigan followed by a time and place.
His blood runs ice cold and he takes a deep breath. He looks around and sees the ghost of a party. Boxes of pizza laying around, puddles of spilled beer, toppled over chairs, scattered over Uno cards, and a lone guitar. It was fun while it lasted. He’ll look back to this moment for a lot of times. And he’ll see Chris’s smiling face when he closes his eyes, his singing voice in his dreams. He’ll remember everything, and brings these memories with him until they meet again in an indefinite place and time. Leon felt himself choke. He has to, and sighs.
“Oof, I know the sound of that,” Chris chirped, and Leon had known he there for four steps. “When?” Chris asks as he sits on the chair in front of him.
“They’ll pick me up in two hours.”
Chris grimly pressed a thin smile, “That soon, huh?”
“You know how it is,” Leon shrugged and he sees Chris with a slumped shoulder mimicking the sigh of disappointment.
“I do... where?”
Leon feels guilty already, “No.”
Chris just gives an understanding ‘ah...’ and nods.
“I’m going to leave in an hour...” Leon announced, and the one that’s disappointed by that the most is him.
This is the one time that leaving Chris feels this hard. Back then, it was easier, he was focused on something more important, and Chris had not been a priority. Chris was shoved at the back of his mind. Now... he can’t think of anything more important than Chris, and he has a feeling that shoving him at the back of his mind won’t be as easy.
He looks at Chris, really look at him. Last time he saw him, he didn’t have crow feet yet, and now they make those wise eyes looks the part. His hair was a bit longer too, his skinless pale. When they meet again, he wonders what Chris will look like.
Then it sinks in, truly sinks in, that in two hours he won’t be seeing Chris’s face in months or perhaps years. Years. His heart rebelled, yelling no, it’s not fair. Why is he holding back? He doesn’t want to leave because Chris is here, and leaving means that he’ll go back to where it was with Chris, acquaintances. He doesn’t want that... he wants more...
But it was stupid. It started with a stupid reason, but it’s grown as something more. Leon is older, wiser, and he can differentiate between wanting anyone to fill a void and wanting Chris.
But it was unnecessary anymore. Now it is. He wants this so much it hurts. He always had wanted Chris, he still does.
But it was a missed opportunity. It was, but by some weird-ass luck, the universe is giving him another chance. This moment is his chance, and he’s never been more sure.
He’s not a fool to think that Chris would be easily won, or even available to be won over. One thing he knows for sure he wants is to have Chris in his life. To not wait for years to see him again, and not wait for a mission to hear his voice.
“Uh, want me to drive you?” Chris asks when Leon didn’t complete his sentence.
“No...” Leon looks up at Chris and instantly cowers when he sees Chris all beautiful and warm with caring brown eyes and a charming smile. It feels like it’ll be too good to be true. It is, and it will be.... get it together Leon. “I... I was thinking.”
“Yes?” Chris bends he head down when Leon paused again and looking at his feet. Dammit, it’s hard then he thought.
He’s overthinking this. It’s nothing grand, just a simple question, something he’s been wanting to say. “We should hang out together... sometimes... You know? Get beers and... whatever,” Leon gulped. He’s smoother than this, come on. “I just feel like we’ve known each other for a long time but we never get to actually know each other.” Nice.
Or so he thought. Leon was proud of his smooth delivery until Chris’s response is a pause and a flustered face. Leon was about to beat himself over it and do a recovery dialog before Chris burst out a laugh with pink on the tip of his ears.
“Why are you being so flustered and shy about it? For a second there I thought you’re gonna ask me on a date or something.”
“Yes.”
“Huh?”
“I mean...” Leon was winging it when he heard ‘date’, no time to slow down now lover boy. Your years of hidden crush ends here and now. “I’m saying that it can be a date if you want because I... I certainly do.”
Leon put his eyes on Chris and see every micro-expression on this man, only to find that effort useless because Chris gives one big grin.
“I thought you’d never ask,” the man smile from ear to ear, the ones he’s been wearing for the whole night.
Leon is stupified, not sure he’s hearing him right. “Really?”
“Yeah... I would’ve asked first had I know you’re interested.”
Leon laughed out loud, chuckling so loud that it jolts Claire awake before falling asleep after a scowl. “You have no idea,” Leon’s voice comes out breathless and deep.
"No idea about what?”
“Nothing,” Because it’s not the time to confess the years of love he has for Chris, and he doesn’t have the strength too... so maybe later. And this time, later is somewhere near. “So, I have your number, I’ll call you?”
“You have my number?” Chris questioned in surprise.
Guilt immediately puts him on pause. He feels bad for never calling, letting hesitation stops him, but you know what? He’s ready to just face it. “Yeah, I have it for a few years now.”
“I have yours too.”
Oh, then... “Why didn’t you call me?”
Chris shrugs shyly, “I thought I lost my chance,” He confessed with dejected eyes looking mercilessly at him.
The tense knot on his shoulder de-tangle, his heartbeat slowing down, and he smiles at him, at them. “We’re not so different, you and I.”
“No, we don’t,” Chris smiles in understanding.
They tuck Helena and Claire to their room. Chris ended up driving Leon to the pickup point. It’s at the helipad of a five-star hotel 20 minutes away.
When they arrive at the helipad, the chopper is already there with two soldiers that’s standing on each side of the transport helicopter’s open door. They’re early, way early, which doesn’t mean good. The transport carrier picking him up instead of the regular helicopter means that’s going to be briefed and armed there and they’re going straight to the red zone. Chris knows that too, and he sees him tense beside him.
“Well, look at that, they’re early,” Leon playfully groans. Despite him not looking forward to this mission, he does look forward to something. “I’ll see you soon,” and this time, it really means soon.
Leon was about to turn around and leave, Chris says “Wait.”
Not knowing what to wait for, Leon waits anyway, and he froze in place when the reason he waits lands on his lips. He doesn’t freeze too long, not when kissing Chris feels this good in his body and soul. Leon connects his fingers at the back of Chris’s neck, cradling his face as his thumbs rub along his jaw. A hand rakes the back of his head, playing at the hair on his nape as it pulls Leon closer while the other hand is clenching the shirt on his side. And Leon melts.
The separate as soon as they connect, sucking in a breath. Their hands stay in place longer, even when their faces no longer close enough to feel each other’s breath.
���Call me as soon as you’re home,” Chris says, and Leon can hear each word weigh heavy with worry. Leon gets it now. He rubs his thumbs on Chris’s jaw, looking at him dead in the eyes.
“I will.”
They let go, even so, their touches linger. Smiling as they wave each other goodbye, breathing a little easier. Leon flies and as Chris grows small, the usual suffocating weight in his heart isn’t there anymore.
Because as soon as he’s done, he doesn’t have to wait years before he hears Chris’s voice.
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I’m so dead. This pairing is so cute.
Leon:'Chris can play the guitar and sing' nicely.'❤ •/////• !
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Side character in y/n's story
This was supposed to be my hw but it turned gold so I decided to post
Hello, I am Sarah, i am living a decent life with busy parents,i am a high schooler. I was having a regular day at school when a new kid arrived. She had the most beautiful face in the entire school and I was awed. The entire male population of the school had a crush on her. She winked at one and he passed out. I was envying her a lot. And then she took her physics class, and discovered the most important law of the universe that changed the world ever since.
Y/n was world famous. There was a history test so I had to study, there were a lot of materials. As soon as I was about to hum my favorite song, I heard someone singing. I wasn't surprised, y/n singing fight song in the halls, hitting all the notes perfectly and rivaling music itself. At this point I'm just done. The next morning I woke up to see y/n flexing her new dragon and unicorn pet. At this point I'm unhealthily comparing myself to her. When I walked in school, y/n just rejected my crush?! He was like THE ideal man? And you just said no?
I almost broke down the entire school day because of how much they admired y/n. I was always plain and boring, I was like the other girls, I didn't have anything special, my friends prefer talking to their friends, my grades were average, I didn't have any stunning talents. I was sick of my unhealthy comparison. I wanted to be better than y/n at one thing. I feel like a boring background character everyone forgets. When she talks to me she's always very nice and typical protagonist personality, she had no harm intended for me and I was felling guilty.
At home, I broke down into my bed, crying on how ugly I am, how stupid I am, how untalented I am, how boring I am, I don't think anyone would have a crush on me. Everyday went on normal as always, y/n achieving great feats and me comparing myself to her or my parents doing it for me. I am insecure about my face. Y/n has a clear face and smooth skin, she never had any imperfections on her face. I want to be her. I wish I could have another day without having to compare myself to y/n.
Today were having art class, y/n drew the most beautiful painting of flowers that rivaled her beauty. I couldn't think of anything to draw. Sigh my only talent beaten by her. I asked permission to go to the bathroom and as soon as I got there I started crying as silently as I possibly can. When I was done it was time to go home.
I was walking down the streets, trying to hide my tears. When a familiar voice came to me. "Hey! Please listen to me". It was y/n, she brought me a bouquet of flowers and said " What's your name? ", I replied with "Sarah.", She replied with " That's a beautiful name, I want to say something about you, I think you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but you seem to always look away when I see you... Why is that? Do you hate me?". I felt surprised and my heart jumped to my throat, I said "I don't hate you, I just admire and envy you a lot". She replied with " I think.. I think I love you", she gave me a kiss on the cheek before flying home with her dragon. I felt in a special way that I've never experienced before, instead of a boring background character I am the love interest. I felt better about myself ever since.
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I was tagged by @snakesick to do this :) Enjoy me being boring 😘🌸 I'll tag @consultingangelwholived
What’s your favourite musical? I've only ever seen Cats, but feel free to recommend! How do you get to sleep? Usually by reading until I can't keep my eyes open anymore. What happened at the last party you went to? Ooh, that was quite a long time ago - it was a leaving do for a friend joining the army. Have you ever smoked a cigarette? No What’s your hair like at this present moment? Naturally brown and a wavy mess. 🍂 Are you more comfortable sitting or lying down? Lying down, I'm lazy. What’s the worst film you’ve ever seen? I don't watch films often enough to decide 😭 Are you an untidy person? Very much so. Its probably my worst habit. Have you ever been a fan of*NSYNC? No. Do you watch a lot of television? I'll watch the occasional documentary or classic film but I mostly binge watch entire series on Netflix. Do you think you’re fat sometimes? Yes Do you like to flex your muscles? Perhaps if I had any 😂 Do you think you’ll ever get plastic surgery? It's not likely. Have you ever completely misunderstood what someone was saying? Only all the time Favourite kind of cake? So hard to decide! Coffee and walnut cake for sure ☕️ Was it a boy or girl to text you last? A male friend for reassurance on an upcoming job interview. Name something you are doing tomorrow? Reading, coffee? Taking pictures of flowers and writing? 💐 Do you sleep on your stomach? Sometimes. Where are you going to be at 4PM tomorrow? Ooh, specific. I might go to the library. Last time you saw fireworks, with whom& where? New Years Eve 2015, family, home. Are you missing someone? Not currently, though it's always nice to be in the company of a friend. Do you like horror or comedy? Comedy, too much of a scaredy-cat for horrors without something to hide behind. Who did you last share a taxi with? Family, on route to the airport. Dogs or cats? 💖Cats💖 What were you doing at 12 this afternoon? Making sandwiches - eventful. Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now? No, it would be nice but unrealistic ✨ What’s your favourite season? Why? Autumn, the colours and an excuse for more coffee 🍂✨🍂 When was the last time you did something you knew was wrong? Depends on the severity of 'wrong' in this context. Answer avoided. Did you have any unread messages when you woke up this morning? No. Who was the last person you hugged? A few friends I met up with yesterday. When was the last time you cried? I cry at almost anything if I'm honest, the last time I really cried was a week or so ago when I confessed a few things to a friend. Who was driving the last time you were in a car? My friend's dad, dropping me home. Does any part of your body hurt right now? I'm straining my eyes to type this without my glasses on if that counts? Do you like your bed? It sounds childish to admit, but it's my safe place and I don't sleep properly anywhere else. Have you ever broken someone’s heart? No. When did you last talk to your brother or sister? Earlier today when my brother was annoying me.
Do you ever want to know which person you are going to marry? I don't like the idea of marriage. How much cash do you have on you? None currently. Are you tanned? Slightly, some parts of my body tan quicker than others. Did you get any compliments today? No, but I didn't leave my house or speak to many people. Have you ever gone to court? Yes, but not for any negative reasons. I waited outside the courtrooms during the signing in of the Magistrates. Do you get jealous easily? Extremely, I try to conceal it but the talents of others are admirable. Would you ever want to swim with the sharks? No, I don't like swimming as much as I used to. What are you going to do on saturday? I'll go for a morning run and maybe start work if my interview is successful. 🌼 What is in your back pocket? I'm wearing shorts that don't have pockets. What were you doing at 3AM this morning? Dreaming ✨ What do you usually do first in the morning? Always coffee ☕️☕️☕️ Are you good at math? I used to be. Any plans for friday night? No. Do you have a little crush on someone? Not really a certain person, but there are so many beautiful people in the world, and I'm a sucker for a kind heart. How old is the last person you kissed? Maybe 18 now? 19 at most? Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? I'd rather not remember them.
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