Leon Kennedy
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Lately, he had been experiencing a sense of discomfort, as if a heavy burden weighed on his soul, making it difficult for him to breathe. His behavior became increasingly dependent on your presence, to the extent that he neglected his work responsibilities and remained close to you throughout the day. As evening approached, his need for physical closeness became more pronounced. Seated on the bed, he gently wrapped his arms around your waist, his fingers clinging tightly, while resting his head on your abdomen, as though seeking refuge. He released a slow, tired exhale, conveying both fatigue and a certain excitement, as if the fear of losing you overwhelmed him.
In a moment of vulnerability, he confessed β "I'm sorry sweetheart, but I'm so afraid to be alone... Please, don't leave my side ever" β revealing a determination to be open about his fears and emotions with you this time.