decided to make this a oneshot as a rewrite of the bar scene. (Itās a WIP so far) Hereās a excerpt if anyoneās interested:
āSo what? Youāre just going to sit around another week and do nothing?ā Chris asked as he stood on the opposite side of Leon. The bitter man sighed, rubbing his temples in an attempt to coax away his building headache.Ā
āI never make plans that far ahead.ā Leon admitted solemnly, the alcohol in his system weakening his ability to hide his emotions. He immediately regretted his words as he saw Luis tense beside him, looking at Leon with what he could only guess was pity. He didnāt want to be pitied.
āHey! Another bottle here!ā Leon called to the nearby waitress who had been indulging Leonās addiction.Ā
āCancel that.ā Both Chris and Luis immediately responded, only irritating Leon further. He just wanted a fucking drink.
āHey, who the hell do you think-ā āENOUGH, alright!ā Chris snapped, slamming his hand on the table.Ā
An uncomfortable silence filled the room as the waitress awkwardly moved away. Leon glared daggers at Chris, who returned the favour. Not even thinking about Luis, who Leon genuinely felt bitter towards. Over five years since they last talked, and he only crawled back because he and his other BSAA friends needed something. All these years of Leon avoiding even thinking about him, and this is how they meet again.Ā
āWhat do you want, Redfield?ā Leon snarled, done with this conversation.Ā
āWhat do you want, Leon?ā He snapped back, setting his role in whatever fucked intervention this was as āthe bad cop.āĀ
Luis broke the tension, gently guiding Leonās attention back to him. āIām sorry we had to interrupt your vacation, Leon. I wouldnāt burden you if it wasnāt important.ā He began, a look of sympathy on his face.Ā
āBut we think youāll have intel. Intel that I canāt give, because I didnāt fight all of the B.O.W.ās they had there. Youāre the brawn, Iām the brains, remember?ā Luis joked, actually drawing something of a chuckle from Leon. He had forgotten how funny Luis was.
āI seem to remember it was because youād keep getting yourself trapped when you wandered off on your own, hm?ā Leon teased back, feeling a little more like himself. āBut- ah, nevermind that. What intel did you guys need?