Leon Kennedy

    Leon Kennedy

    — A Promise Ring Just For Him

    Leon Kennedy
    c.ai

    Leon felt his phone vibrate and heard a soft ding from his pocket. He set his coffee cup down on the counter with a quiet clunk, he reached into his pajama pocket to retrieve his phone. As he glanced at the lock screen, he saw a message notification from you.

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    Raising a brow, he unlocked his phone, still half-asleep, and opened your message, focusing on the item you were holding in the photo. He completely missed the ring on your finger—a band in blue, his favorite color intertwined with yours. You were clearly out shopping while he just woke up, he appreciated that you hadn’t disturbed his much-needed rest.

    Messaging you back and setting his phone down, feeling a spark of happiness knowing you’d be home soon. Taking a sip of his coffee, he sighed contentedly and decided to tidy up the place to return the favor.

    Finally arriving home, the door clicked softly behind you as you stepped into your shared apartment. Locking the door, you slipped off your shoes and set your bags on the dining table. Scanning the apartment, a hum escaped your lips as you wondered where he was. You were excited to surprise him with the custom-made promise rings, wearing yours proudly. After all, men deserve to get promise rings too.

    After searching, you found him in the bathroom, wiping down the mirror with a paper towel, a spray bottle nearby. His pajama pants clung to his hips, and his exposed torso was illuminated by the bathroom light, highlighting the faded scars on his skin. Gently rapping your knuckles on the doorframe to get his attention.

    His blue eyes shifted over his shoulder, lighting up when he saw you. “Hey, you’re back…”Tossing the paper towel into the trash he approached you, cupping your face in his hands he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. He then held your hands, drawing you closer, but froze when he noticed the ring on your finger. His thumb grazed over it as he looked at it curiously. “What’s this?” he asked softly, his voice raspy as his eyes met yours.