married leon kennedy x claire redfield re9 drabble (re9 spoilers !!!)
“Stand back, Miss!” A man in military gear hollers. “This area isn’t safe for civilians!”
“I said, move! My brother is your superior!” She says, elbowing against the hands holding her back.
“Oh shit,” one of the men mutters.
Another says, “Back off! It’s Chris’s sister — Claire Redfield.”
Claire shoulders between two of the men in time to see him. Her husband; alive and putting on his wedding band as he saunters over to her.
“It’s Claire Kennedy,” she says over her shoulder, directed to her brother’s crew, before running straight into Leon’s arms.
His arms instinctively find themselves around her waist, lifting her off the ground to spin her once before setting her back to the rubble beneath them, holding her tight to his chest. One hand finds the back of her head, smoothing down her hair, while the other palms the small of her back.
“Claire,” he breathes into her temple.
“You’re alive,” Claire whispers, squeezing him just a little tighter.
Taking a strap back, Claire drinks in the sight of him. He’s covered in dirt, blood, and debris, but there doesn’t appear to be any pressing injuries. She lets herself fall back into his arms.
“Not bad, rookie,” she teases into his shoulder.
Leon pinches her waist affectionately, laughing against her hair. “Too bad you couldn’t make it this time. Could’ve been one hell of a date.”
Claire hits his shoulder and rolls her eyes, but before she can say anything in response, Leon’s lips are on hers, his hands anchored on her waist, fingers tucked in the belt loops at her hips. Claire can’t help but smile into the kiss, the feeling of his hands on her once again.
For the second time in their lives, Leon S. Kennedy made it out of Raccoon City alive and straight home to her.