Hiiii may I request a fem! Reader x husband! Leon where they watch their daughter play on the playground not until some small boy who creating paper rose and give it to her. The reader is in awe mode while Leon was in protective mode ( ◜‿◝ )♡
❛ 𝐃𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄. oneshot
feat. Dad!Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader | wc. 0.9K
sum. dads are always protective to their daughters, leon is no exception.
note. leon be taking out his guns for this—
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The scene in front of Leon is more intimidating than any zombies he has fought in his life and this man has been long acquainted with them.
"How miserable I would be and my daughter if her father were to be thrown in jail for attempted homicide." Your satire quip earned you defeaning silence from the man, who merely watches the whole scene plays out, but his hands are undeniably twitching to click something dangerous.
"Your concerns are misplaced. And even if I'm guilty, the President would undoubtedly pardon me."
"Darling, you couldn't possibly be thinking of murdering an innocent boy."
A week ago, you had new neighbours settling in with their cute boy just a year older than your daughter, you took the initiative to warmly welcome them in the neighborhood with your daughter in tow. They were just as sweet as their son, who's a lot more vibrant than your daughter.
Her personality is a carbon copy of her father— quiet and observant. Though it wasn't a hindrance for her to make friends, she just doesn't have the initiative. You're partially glad the boy is unwittingly helping your daughter to socialize more.
"He gave her roses. Those things could be dangerous." He refuted.
"Paper roses, Leon. Are you afraid of our daughter getting a paper cut?" You deadpanned.
"He could be dangerous."
"How could you say that to a cute boy?" Out of disbelief, you gesture your hand as if emphasizing the innocent display of friendship between younglings.
He raises an eyebrow. "Back in Spain, there was a time I had a young boy as my enemy. Believe me when I say he was far from cute."
You cross your arms, glaring indignantly. "And believe when I say he's harmless."
Leon sighs and glances at you, inquisitive. "You seem to be familiar with that boy."
"Duh, he's our neighbor's son. Which explains why he and our daughter will get along just fine."
A flash of emotion passed his eyes, he hummed. "...Makes it easier for me to—"
