Leon’s gaze shifted to his ring finger at her words. He always had it on him somewhere. Most of the time it was on his finger where it belonged but he once thought he had lost it on a mission only for it to luckily end up in one of his pouches. After that he made sure to have it secured to his body somewhere safe during missions especially since it didn’t seem to always be safe on his finger. The drawback of fingerless gloves.
‘’Not just sometimes.’’ He said softly, his eyes watching her trace his finger over the tan line. He didn’t move his hand, he let her touch him. His gaze shifted back to her eyes when she reached up to touch the scar.
This time he didn’t remove her hand. He let her touch it even as he remembered how he got it that night.
He had been ambushed by a group of attackers. He had fought valiantly till one of them hit him hard with something. Leon didn’t know what it was because the hit came out of nowhere from an attacker that had managed to flank him, causing him to lose touch with reality at the sudden impact. He remembered the pain, the blood running into his eye and down his face. At that point he didn’t register that it wasn’t the blood that blocked his vision but that it was due to the hard impact to his brow and eye that had blinded him. Thankfully the blindness had only been temporarily but the consequences of such an injury still lingered.
The wound on his brow didn’t scar well due to the wound constantly being reopened and torn further from the abuse he went through. Could have been worse I suppose.
The agent swallowed, eyes closing at her touch and his attempt to block the memories that followed after that. It would only be a matter of time before she would see the rest of the scars from that incident. A slight feeling of nervousness overcame him but he didn’t react to it. He felt unsure of how she might react to new scars on his front and back but a more reasonable side of him made him feel silly. They weren’t people put off by scars. Scars were just an unfortunate aftermath they had to deal with.
Leon finally let go of her ring when he reached into his pocket for his keys, his eyes never leaving hers as he fidgeted with something before his own ring fell onto his palm. He placed his keys onto the table next to her laptop before slipping the ring onto his finger.
‘’Are you going to leave me again?’’ The soft-spoken voice of the agent finally coming through.. He knew she assured him that she won’t when he asked her earlier…but that was before he finally confronted her about it.
She took note of the pained look that crawled over his features. Like he was remembering something... Or dreading something to come. Maybe both. Ada slowly pulled her hand away, watching him fidget with his keys before an object fell into his hand. It was his ring. His wedding ring. A small, surprised grin tugged at her lips.
Watching him slip the ring back onto his finger, where they both knew it belonged, made her heart flutter a bit. Her eyes blinked quickly as she took a deep breath. Shaking her head, her gaze shifted to meet with Leon’s once more. “No, I’m not leaving you again,” she stated, voice gentle and sweet. Ada lifted a hand again, this time to rest it against his cheek.
Another deep breath. She could feel an ache in her heart from regret. A part of her wished for a do over. “If I could do it all over, I wouldn’t have left...”
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