My pretty housewife
Summary: After retiring Leon decides he want to take care of you in every way possible
Tags: Leon x fem reader, fluff, similar age, married couple, mention of reader working at DSO, post requiem
Word count: 2600
After around 30 years of government work could Leon finally get to retire. Something that he had looked forward to in ages. He still couldn't believe that he is nearing his fifties. There was no denying that Leon used to be scared of growing old, but after finding you a couple of years ago he was no longer afraid of the thought.
Watching the two of you getting more grays and wrinkles was something he now looked forward to. You and Leon had met through work, you mostly handling the desk jobs at DSO and Leon of course being the federal agent that he is.
Even though the both of you had pretty different jobs the two of you seemed to always be busy and you had therefore also decided that kids wasn't something for either of you, both enjoying being the cool aunt and uncle with the best gifts.
10 years later and after surviving Raccoon City once again, Leon retired and transformed into your so called "housewife". Now there is no longer any dust collecting in the corners of your house and no more laundry that you so deeply had to force yourself to do. The house was now permanently spotless and everything had its own place.
It's not like Leon didn't help with any of the chores before retiring, but its was hard to help when he wasn't home more than half of the time or deeply tired after his last mission, his muscles too sore to help around.
Leon had always deep down loved the idea of putting together a hot meal for you after you come home from work and you getting greeted to a house smelling like that lime cleaner that he swore was the best of the best. It wasn't necessarily something sexual for him, but just the thought of taking care of you warmed his heart so dearly.
Leon had all of his life sucked at cooking, to the point where he needed your guidance frying an egg or cooking pasta. Because of his job, he had spent a decade of his life relying on the frozen dinners he bought at the supermarket just down the corner.
But after retiring Leon made sure to become the greatest cook of all time, as you claimed. He did that by taking multiple cooking classes each week whenever you were at work. technically it was actually your "designated" chore for around 20 years before he took over, not wanting you to lift a single finger now that he finally had the time to take care of you.
As you walked into your house you were welcomed by the smell of Leon's delicious cooking.
You often teased him and called him your " pretty housewife", even though you both knew that you deep down loved this domesticated version of your husband you thought you'd never see.
After taking off your coat and putting your keys in the bowl by the entrance of your house, you walked over to him and greeted him by wrapping your hands around his midsection and rock from side to side as he did the dishes he used for making dinner, while he rested his cheek on yours while humming along to a song playing on the radio that you reminded you of when you first became a couple 20 years ago.
After so many years of him being by himself and having nothing truly consistent in his life, it was a good feeling for him to get to take care of you every single day. Taking care of you was never something Leon dreaded or had to muster up the energy to do, he would in fact do it with the widest smile on his face.
As you stood there holding him, you felt his cheek vibrate as he said "mmmh hey sweetheart, how has work been?" in his manly deep voice that gave you butterflies even after all of these years together.
You kissed his cheek and gave his bicep a small squeeze while you thought, before saying "good, it had been a pretty chill day since I'm the one responsible of having to train the new employee" as you made your way to sit on top of the kitchen counter, getting a better view of your pretty husband.
Ever since Leon stopped working and even a long time before that, he tried to convince you to retire, not wanting you to stress about unnecessary stuff, since he could easily cover it.
But you loved your job, its wasn't like it was super stressful. And that would you even spend your time on if you retired?
Leon ended up convincing you to get your hours reduced, so you could spend more time together and your job therefore had to find a replacement for your role which you had to train. She was really nice and you made a pretty good job showing her around the DSO building while making small talk, getting to know her a bit better.
"That sounds nice sweetheart" Leon said as he started setting the table "do you mind stirring in the pot real quick?"
You gave him a sweet smile, hopping down the counter to begin stirring the sauce. No matter how long you have known each other your smile would always make his stomach flip and his heart feeling warm with his love for you.
Leon had made your favorite since it basically was a tradition that he would make it every friday which happened to be today. He had made that rule as a way to celebrate that the week was over for you, making it clear that the next couple of days would be all about relaxing and about the two of you.
After putting the last plates and pots on the table, Leon said " Why don't you go sit at the table and get started sweetheart" as he took of his apron off and hung it on the hook right by the counters. You had bought it for him as a joke when you celebrated his retirement with all of your friends, but after a couple of weeks later and he started using it every time he stepped into the kitchen and you loved seeing him in it.
You go sit down at your standard spot, opposite for him, starting to give you both your usual portion of pasta and sauce, giving Leon a bit more than you due to his bigger appetite.
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After dinner you and Leon would always go on a little walk before getting ready for bed. You had started doing this after Leon had read that in one of the magazines he had staring reading. They claimed that it was a great way to getting calmed down, get some more exercise and but also to get some better circulation in your body.
These last couple of years you and Leon was starting to feel the both of you getting older by the day, and you had therefore both made the decision to try and live a healthier lifestyle than you both had in your younger days.
You would walk around the neighborhood and talk about anything and everything, but your main topic was usually about you getting updated on your shared friends.
Leon had all of this free time that he wasn't used to, and he had no idea on what to do. It was like he could do anything he wanted to but at the same time he had no idea on what to do. He had multiple times tried to pick up some hobbies but none of them really interested him, and he would therefore result in visiting his friends.
Claire had recently settled down and gotten a child, which Leon would babysit from time to time when Claire had something important to attend to while her fiancé, Micheal, was at work.
Before becoming close with Grace and Emily he always felt awkward around kids, not knowing what to say or do with himself, but ever since he had slowly become more comfortable around them.
He was also very interested in finding out who Chris was currently seeing, almost everyday having a new theory on who the lucky lady might would be.
It was honestly nice to hear Leon talk about other stuff than work or about the next time he had to leave for a mission or training.
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As you finished your usual walk around the neighborhood, Leon put his hand on the small of your back guiding you inside the house before taking off your jacket for you and putting it back where you took it from.
"I'll go draw us a bath if that's alright?" he said as you had taken of your shoes, he gave you a little peck which you gladly returned while you rested your hands on his shoulders and held you around your waist.
"sure, baby, I'll pick out some clothes for us" giving him a kiss before pulling away.
Making your way up the stairs and into the bedroom, before taking 2 of Leon's shirts from the closet, one for you and one for him, and of course one of Leon sleep pants that he insisted on wearing to bed, even in the summer.
Leaving the bedroom and now walking into the bathroom where Leon was standing shirtless, filling up the bath with warm water and mixing it with your vanilla soap.
He had made you both a tea that stood on the side of the bath. The tea helped you both get sleepy for bed. It was the one Leon's old doctor had recommended he could take with some of his prescribed medicine, years ago when he used to struggle a lot with his insomnia. It was a Chamomile tea blended with passionflower, giving off a strong aroma in the bathroom.
After you both got undressed and as Leon got settled in the bath, you couldn't stop starring at him laying there.
You had always loved his toned and muscular body, but after retiring he had toned down the training to three times a week instead of every day due to his very strict program, resulting in him gaining a little more fat on his stomach almost giving him a little tummy bulge where there once were toned abs with very prominent veins around his v line.
You loved seeing this more relaxed version of him, and you adored his body even more now.
"Take a picture, it will last longer" Leon teased and gave you a small chuckle, giving your ass a small smack, now laughing even harder now because of your embarrassed reaction.
"Sorry" you said lowly with a smile on your now blushed face. You know that he loved feeling your eyes on him, but your reaction were purely because of being caught red handed.
As you got into the bath, sitting in front of Leon, he took his arms around your stomach, and pulling you closer into his chest. You exhaled a long sigh. Leon rested his chin on top of your head as you head fell on his broad shoulder, were there was a small scar Leon refused to talk about. From the form of the scar you expected that it was from his job, but not wanting to press Leon about it you have never gotten the story about it, like you had about some of his other scars.
After a few minutes of holding you in silence, letting you let all your muscles relax against him, he began washing your legs with a clean washcloth he had found while you were in the bedroom, slowly making his way up your body, pinching your nipple quickly making a soft chuckle. You swat your hand against his bicep as you feel your cheeks get warm.
You were not new to Leon's teasing, he would in fact do it every chance he could, even in front of your friends or colleagues, but never making it noticeable for any one other than the two of you.
After you both had washed up and as the water got colder and your fingers starts to prune, you both agreed that it was time to go dry up and get ready for bed.
You both started get dressed in Leon's attire, his shirt instantly greeting you with his smell and gracing your bare mid-thigh. Ever since you and Leon moved in together you have always worn Leon's clothing. You loved it, and Leon did so too. He loved knowing that his smell would bring you comfort and a feeling of safety even when he weren't there.
Before moving in together you would always steal multiple of his shirts whenever he had to leave for a mission, rotating which shirt you would wear every couple of days when his smell would wear off and remind you of his absence.
Meanwhile Leon put on his pants you got the toothbrushes ready and started brushing your teeth, soon after Leon joined in, making a silly face in the mirror you almost didn't catch. Leon was a child at heart which was deeply hidden behind his usually brooding presence and stone face.
Bringing out you skincare from the sink drawer, after rinsing and flossing, you began washing your face before layering the different products you used, finishing it all by covering your face with a thick night cream. Leon had watched you for a couple of minutes, waiting for you to be done.
Every night you tried to convince Leon to use some of your moisturizer, but he always refused, claiming that it wasn't necessary since he already had plenty of wrinkles.
You tried to explain to him that cream usually was only used to help the skin from drying out, but he still refused, now claiming that he didn't like the feeling of cream on his face, which you didn't blame him for, understanding the sensory discomfort it could bring out.
Leon was quick to get into his side of the bed after you started putting each bottle back in the drawer. When you finally finished up in the bathroom you walked back into the bedroom, making sure to turn off the light before getting in beside Leon, resting you head on one of his still gigantic bicep that also had veins running all the way down from his hands, while cuddling closer into his chest.
Leon rested one of his arms around you, while breathing in your smell of shampoo and conditioner from your hair. After some slow minutes of Leon watching your face becoming more relaxed resulting in many of your wrinkles getting smoother, and how you get that little pout as you would reach REM, also feeling his own eyelids grow heavier with every breath he took before falling asleep with you safe in his arms.
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This is so basic, boring and prob ooc, but oh well lmao
But i was honestly thinking about making a part 2 where they maybe babysit Emily or Claire's child?