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Leon, baby animals, 🌷

A/N: Here you go, my favorite world traveler! @bellerose-arcana I hope you like it, whenever you get a chance to read 💜

Leon x Reader

Part of the Spring Showers, Spring Flower CCC hosted by @aquagirl1978 and myself

Word Count: 792

As much as you love your work at the palace as Royal Librarian, a title bestowed upon you by King Chevalier and seconded by all the other princes, when you get the chance to leave it all behind and go back into town, the place you grew up, the place that will always feel like home, you jump at it.

Today’s excursion is visiting a childhood friend’s new home on the outskirts of town. She and her wife bought a derelict farm, and with a lot of love and hard work, breathed life back into it. It sounded so charming in her letter that you had run straight to Leon's office, excitedly telling him how that you hoped to go as soon as possible. That day has finally arrived and the hour-long trip out to the country at it's end. The carriage rolls to a stop on the narrow dirt road and you eagerly squeeze Leon’s hand.

“We’re here!”

He can’t help but grin at your excitement as you jump down from the carriage without needing a helping hand from him or the driver. Holding the large, white wicker basket full of presents you have prepared for your friend, Leon nods a thank you and slips the driver a small pouch of gold coins so he can return to town and enjoy himself while you two are away. He balances the heavy basket in the crook of his arm, careful because he knows how much trouble you went through to procure everything in there: smoked venison from the royal hunting grounds, various sausages and herbs, several jars of Luke’s pick for the best honey of that year as well as jams and jellies from the royal orchards. You and Yves had spent several days baking all kinds of treats which you carefully wrapped in wax paper and tied with colored twine. You even managed to convince the king to part with one edition of a rare book on Benitoite ship masonry because you knew her wife is a fan.

Now, with the sun shining down in greeting, you hold Leon’s free arm as you walk up the pathway to the large white farmhouse. The scene is as picturesque as they come: a white farmhouse nestled into rolling green fields. A pasture with sturdy, slow-moving cows lazily grazing. In the distance a barn with a red roof, an enclosure with a chicken coop and numerous fluffy white hens and one very self-assured rooster strutting his way around the ladies.

You glance at Leon to see him looking around, admiration in his expression and it warms your heart. He may be a royal but he has never once lost his appreciation of the simpler things, hence your many, clandestine strolls through town together, cloaked and hooded as you simply mingled with the townspeople, enjoying the time away from watchful eyes and palace intrigue.

The front door to the farm house swings open and your friend emerges, her smile as wide and friendly as you remember. She waves, calling your name. Suddenly from behind her, a loud commotion, another woman’s voice yelling something incomprehensible as several small, brown, furry bundles of pure energy escape the confines of the house, charging down the wooden steps and outside to FREEDOM and NEW PEOPLE!!!

And they make a beeline not for you, but for the tall human carrying the basket full of such INTERESTING SMELLS!!!!

Your friend covers her mouth in horror, you cover yours in amusement as the mass of puppies charge him, whimpering and barking, tails wagging manically. Their oversized paws like unwieldy door knockers thump against his legs. Some are bold and bark, some seem to be attempting to scale him like a tower.

“Oh, I am so sorry-“ Your friend’s words are cut off as Leon grins, holding out the SMELLS SO GOOD!!! basket which you take from him, before he sinks down onto the grass, his eyes bright with delight as he reaches out, trying to pet all the puppies at once.

“Aren’t you a handsome little fellow?” He turns as another happily jumps, both paws leaving uneven dusty paw prints on his white shirt. “Hello love, what a sweet girl you are!” One heftier, roly-poly puppy wiggles his way under Leon’s arm, determined to get pets and he laughs. “You’re a proper lad now, look at you!” The onslaught of puppy love continues, their enthusiasm growing like a tidal wave of happy whimpering, jumping bodies shaking with excitement. Leon, unable to maintain balance, topples over, surrendering fully, his arms full of soft, brown fur, his cheeks wet with puppy kisses and sniffs.

With a smile and a sigh you turn, offering your friend the basket.

“Congratulations on your beautiful home. This is from us. Me and--” You glance back at Leon whose laughter is audible over the excited puppy sounds coming from the horde that’s swallowed him.

Your smile is tender, shaped by love. “My husband.”

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