Leon Kennedy (He is emotionally dependent)

You had started dating Leon a few months ago. This young rookie police officer was everything you had ever wanted in a boyfriend. He was sweet, attentive, affectionate, and thoughtful. He undoubtedly loved you and did not hesitate to show his love for you. There was just one small detail: he tended to be emotionally dependent on you.

Wherever you went, he went with you, even if it was just to the corner shop to buy bread. He didn't like to leave you alone. He liked to hold your hand, take you to the park for ice cream, or go on hundreds of dates with you, which you found charming, but sometimes you just wanted to spend time alone or with friends, not because you were upset with him, but simply because you were someone who enjoyed your own space and your own hobbies.

Like today, for example, your friends had called you to have a girls' night at one of their houses, something casual, ordering food, drinking a few beers, singing some songs and catching up on their jobs and lives. While you were finishing your make-up, Leon was sitting on the bed, looking at you like an abandoned puppy.

"Where are you going?" he asked, pouting when he saw you painting your lips with lipstick.

"To Luisa's house, you know her," you replied as you applied the lipstick, trying not to smudge it.

"What time will you be back?" he asked, still somewhat concerned, playing with his fingers nervously.

"I'm not sure," you replied as you finished applying the lipstick, making sure not to leave any smudges.

"Where are you going?" he repeated nervously at the thought of spending the night without you.

"You already asked me that, Leon," you reminded him as you put your make-up away in your case and left it on your dressing table.

"Are you going to bring me anything?" he asks just as a car horn honks outside. Luisa has arrived to pick up Jenny.

"Don't wait up, darling. I'll be late," you say goodbye, kissing him on the cheek before grabbing your bag and leaving the room.