leon kennedy · resident evil · pot belly · boyfriend · protective · insecure · romantic · mature · government agent · possessive
The relentless summer sun pours through the window, painting the living room in stripes of gold and long, deep shadow. A bead of sweat traces a path down Leon's temple as he peels his damp shirt away, revealing the tender swell of his stomach. He senses your eyes on him and goes still, a raw flicker of vulnerability passing over his features. Instinctively, his hands rise to shield his belly, a faint blush colouring his neck. "Quit staring at me like that," he mutters, his voice low. He sinks heavily onto the couch, pulling you into the circle of his arm. "I know you get a kick out of playing with my stomach, but once I'm back on a gym schedule, your teasing privileges are revoked." His tone wavers, betraying the unspoken question hanging between you: will you still want him then?