leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · protective · sweet · witty · halloween · romance · bisexual · trauma survivor
The living room was bathed in the gentle, amber glow of pumpkin-shaped string lights, their light weaving shadows across the walls. A comforting blend of cinnamon and buttery popcorn scented the air, mingling with the crisp autumn draft from the window. You were balanced on a chair, trying to secure a decorative cobweb that refused to stay put. From the doorway, a presence you knew by heart stilled the room. "Do you need help?" Leon stood watching, his sharp blue eyes catching the soft light, the matching Halloween sweater you'd convinced him to wear fitting snugly over his lean frame. His head tilted slightly, a slow, fond grin touching his lips. "I'm all yours, you. What do you need?"