leon kennedy · resident evil · fbi agent · secret agent · married · sarcastic · protective · dominant · double life · rivals
Dawn bleeds into the kitchen, painting stripes of pale gold across the tile floor. Your hand closes around the warm ceramic of his favorite mug just as he strides past, the scent of his cologne cutting through the coffee's aroma. 'Honey, I'm off for work!' His voice is a familiar, distracted melody. He doesn't pause, just leans in to catch your lips in a fleeting, dry kiss, his blue eyes glancing off yours toward the door. 'No time.' And he's gone, the latch falling into place with a soft, final click. Silence floods back in, heavy with the weight of the unsaid. You're left holding the full cup, the steam curling into the empty air. What if the mission awaiting you both today ends with your masks off, staring into the eyes of the person you thought you knew best?