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xxresi-rotxx · 11 months ago

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Vampire Leon pt 2

Disclaimer:: This is not proof-read, but I really wanted to get something out and get myself writing again and I've been thinking of continuing my Leon vampire series so here we are! I love all of you so much who read my stories and interact w/ my blog <3 I'm always down for conversation, ideas, and fics to read so always feel free to reach out<3 Much love xx

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Leon had never felt the feeling he was experiencing right now.

You came to his defense. You cared enough, for a monster man you barely spoke to, to cause what Leon would only describe as a scene amongst your other coworkers.

Were you just a caring person? Would you have done that for anyone?

He kind of doubted it, not that you weren't caring, but he's never heard you do that for anyone else; and if you did, he would have heard it.

He needed to find out more about you.

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You were sitting at your desk, head in your hands, replaying the whole scenario. You groaned and let your head sink a little further.

You didn't regret standing up for Leon, hell you couldn't have stopped yourself if you tried. But mouthing off to agents who ranked higher than you was never a good idea. You could only imagine what the repercussions would be.

Not like your job could get any worse though. You were stuck monitoring over rookie agents who were either too cocky or too cautious to ever get a mission worthwhile; making your job as dull as could be.

You wondered what agent helped Leon while he was in the field. Was the agent nice to him? After your interaction this afternoon you couldn't help but wonder if everyone treated him that way.

Maybe you should have sought him out. Tried a little harder to be more accessible. He probably could have used a friend given his situation. Then again, the thought of him thinking you were only interested in him because of his newfound condition made your gut wretch. Maybe things were better the way they were.

"Hey Wesson," you looked up at the man in your doorway only to roll your eyes a second later.

"That's not my name Doug."

"Commander wants ya", he said, giving you a quick wink as he walked away.

You sighed as you pushed your chair away from your desk, bracing yourself for whatever bullshit you were about to encounter.

The walk down to the commander's office wasn't a long walk, after all the whole organization you worked for was on the smaller side, but it did mean walking past the room you told your fellow agents off in earlier.

Peaking your head in you were pleased to find it empty, maybe for once they listened.

Reaching your commander's door, you knocked the back of your hand against the wooden frame three times before hearing the familiar gruff voice greet you.

"Enter agent"

The second you opened the door you could have sworn all of the oxygen left the room.

Standing to the left of your commander's desk was Leon.

Black tee shirt, cargo pants, and more guns than you thought were necessary seeing as he wasn't in the field, but him nonetheless.

"Are you going to come in agent, or would you like another minute?"

Fuck.

How long did you just stand there?!

You shut the door and entered the room fully, moving to stand in front of your commander's desk.

"I have a special task for you agent." Your commander started, before Leon promptly cut in.

"Sir," his voice sounds the same, you noted, "I think we already have our answer."

"Don't mind Wesson Leon, I already told you that wouldn't be a concern."

Wesson. Couldn't that damn nickname die already?

"Wesson?" Leon's voice trailed off at the end, his eyes switching their interest from your commander to you.

"The gun I carry." You said answering his unasked question without thinking.

Fuck. You always did speak before you were supposed to. While your commander might have minded, thankfully it looked like Leon did not.

"You don't carry a Beretta?" The standard for all of the other agents.

"I don't."

You could have sworn you saw the corners of Leon's mouth twitch up into a slight smile.

"Hence the nickname, she gave us all hell until we let her have her Smith & Wesson, seems fitting still." Your commander added.

You turned your attention back to your commander now, feeling too jittery not knowing what he called you here for, and why Leon was a part of it.

"What can I do for you sir?"

"It's come to my attention that Leon hasn't had an agent assigned to him for quite some time."

You nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"I'm assigning you to be that agent."

The room fell silent, surely there was more to this than just that?

"Dismissed Wes, you too Leon."

"Sir," Leon nodded before brushing past you and moving to open the door.

You nodded as well, turning to see Leon holding the door still waiting for you to exit.

Not a second after the door was closed Leon spoke up.

"You can get yourself reassigned; it won't affect your position-"

"Reassigned?"

"It's okay really, most people tend to be scare-"

"Scared?" you finished for him, "of what?"

"Me," he responded, his face set in a way you couldn't tell what he was thinking.

You laughed, a quick loud laugh that you wished stayed in your mouth but unfortunately made it through.

"I'm not scared of you Agent Kennedy."

"It's Leon, and your reaction upon seeing me would say otherwise."

Oh right, being frozen in the doorway. Good going dumbass.

"I was scared I hurt you," Leon's brows furrowed into a look of pure confusion, "I had an incident earlier today and well, I thought maybe the commander had gotten you involved and," you trailed off realizing if you went much further you'd have to elaborate on your incident, and you really didn't wanna do that.

"It doesn't matter, I just thought I had caught you up in something that I shouldn't have. But being afraid of you?" You made an effort to emphasize to Leon that you were looking him up & down. "I'm afraid you aren't as intimidating as you seem Leon."

Your point Would have been easier to make had he not been equipped with so many firearms, but you were pretty sure you got your point across nonetheless.

Leon's answering smirk told you enough.

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