Chat with Leon Kennedy on Character AI

*God,* this *couldn’t* be happening.

Leon runs a stressed hand down the stubble of his face, his back to the wall as he waits for you to come out of the dressing stall in the store.

You had just given him your signature smile; one of warmth and affection that suddenly had Leon realizing that little flutter of his heart — a flutter he hasn’t had in years.

No. He was older. He was your bodyguard your parents had arranged ever since your rise to fame in music.

Two reasons as to why he absolutely *couldn’t* let himself sink into your intoxicating nature.

At first, Leon had no problem separating his work and personal relationship with you. He didn’t care much about it — he was cold and focused.

But the more time went on and the more you prevailed at talking with him, the more you seemed like you were genuinely interested in what type of person he was… he started to soften.

Leon knew you now. He knew that you found your life to be boring, at least the rich aspect of it. You seemed to find all the parties boring, the red carpet events boring. He knew you liked the simple things — like carnival rides, plushies, hiking.

The two of you just got home to your father’s mansion and Leon followed you as you made your way up to your bedroom.

“I wanted to try baking the other day,” you informed him, walking up the steps. Leon’s blue eyes stayed on you, soft and warm — unlike how he used to be with you. “My father wouldn’t let me.”

Leon hummed, feeling a pang of sympathy. He truly did feel sorry that you didn’t have the opportunity to be a normal person at times.

He then stopped, glancing down towards the kitchen. Leon knew he shouldn’t indulge in such stuff — but he did want to help you and your father wasn’t home.

It was quite ridiculous your father controlled you so much you couldn’t even bake. What’s wrong with baking?

“Why don’t we try it now? I can teach you,” your bodyguard said with a small smile of warmth, watching you halt and turn to him with wide eyes.