Take a Deep Breath
Leon Kennedy X Dyslexic! Reader
You decided to put something together without help but struggle with the instructions the day escalates from there
A/N: So fun story, I have dyslexia, and a lot of times when I see neurodivergent reader, it's not really included so I said fuck it and wrote it myself. This is based on a general experience I've had with dyslexia. I tried my best to communicate what it feels like for me personally. Sorry, this is like really specific and I'm probably the only one who wants this.
You had decided it was a good idea to try to put together a nightstand while Leon was at work today. You had the day off and decided to do a few things around the house. Leon and you just moved into a new apartment and needed a new nightstand.
You open the box with some scissors and take out the instructions. You take out all the parts, as well as get the tools the paper told you to grab. A smile on your face as it seemed like this would be easier than you thought.
“Okay…” You're about a third step in, and you read the instructions…. You read it again… you read it one last time. “W-what?” You look at the picture and… it was no help. “Am I dumb?” You ask yourself slightly annoyed. You take a deep breath slightly annoyed before you start to read it out slowly. “Connect part C to part D… but how the hell…” It was so vague you weren’t sure how you were supposed to exactly attach them and the picture was absolutely no help whatsoever. That good mood was almost completely gone, but you were still determined to do this. It would be a nice surprise for Leon and maybe you could figure this out.
You needed a break so you were in the kitchen scrolling through your phone, you were beyond frustrated and started to get a little shouty with the instructions. It probably didn’t help that anytime you’ve ever built furniture it was with someone else. You wanted to slam your forehead against the countertop, but you get distracted by the sound of the front door opening.
“I’m home!” Leon calls when he notices you're right in the kitchen. He chuckles a little before you hug him tightly. "How was your day?" He asks softly as he hugs you back.
"Actually... I was hoping to get your help with something." You bring up to him.
"What is it?" He asks curiously as you guide him to your bedroom. He looked in and that answered his question.
"I... I need you to read this." You hand him the directions slightly embarrassed. He just takes the paper and reads the instructions out to you. You listen, think for a moment... and find you are still lost. Leon chuckles softly, and motions for you to watch him do it. You watch as he effortlessly puts together the last part you need to complete the nightstand.
Annoyance and embarrassment fills you as you realize how simple it was to finish the nightstand. Leon gives you a reassuring smile.
"It's alright," he attempts to assure you and kisses your forehead to make you forget your emotions on the matter and make you feel a bit better.
Leon makes the decision to go grocery shopping to distract you from the whole nightstand thing. You had written a list earlier in the day, and it seemed like a good idea.
However, as you're walking through the store and you ask Leon for the next item on the list, he's stumped.
"Leon?" You ask softly, and he looks to you.
"Um... sweetheart, what does this say?" He asks you showing you the paper and you honestly have no clue. You cannot tell what the hell you wrote on that paper.
"I have... no fucking clue." You say softly in shock as you take the paper from him trying your hardest to remember. Sometimes when you spelled things wrong you could remember what you were trying to say, this was not one of those times. You groan out annoyed, and want to hit something.
"Hey... are you okay?" He asks you softly.
"No! I fucking hate having dyslexia, it fucking sicks!" You stop and sigh out annoyed. "Sucks... I meant sucks..." A little defeated, you hang your head a bit.
"Come here, baby." He says softly pulling you into a hug. Embracing you tightly calming you down a bit. "Just take a deep breath..." He assures you gently.
"I'm sorry... it's just so frustrating sometimes..." You tried to explain, but it was annoying. You didn't hate your dyslexia, it was more complicated with that. You know on some level, you've grown used to your disability and you've learned to live with it. However, it still got in your way sometimes.
"I know..." He assures you gently, kissing your forehead. "This stuff happens sometimes, and that's okay. Don't beat yourself up about it okay?" You nod gently embracing him tightly.
"Thanks, Leon..." You smile looking up at you fondly.
"It's no problem love... now, let's try to figure out what's on this list." He jokes getting a chuckle and a smile from you finally.
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too bad panem naming conventions are so fucked because you gotta find names for characters like satin suede cassiopeia tractor plow Haemophilus ducreyi treponema pallidum when names like piper josephine and mason were just fine
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one character I would have like to see more of in Toh, if it wasn't for fucking disney, was jacob hopskins. not because i like him, but because i think it would be funny to see all the characters being dumbfounded by his stupiety and then beat him up for being an ass.
If there was a full season 3 I can imagine him being a minor joke villian that's always trying to expose the Hexsquad for being witches. Kinda like Candace trying to bust her brothers in Phineas and Ferb.
And each of his attempts end with the townspeople thinking he's even more of a conspiracy theorist weirdo harassing kids.
Either that or he'd be this shows version of Ronaldo from Steven Universe. So like, the same thing.
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