resident evil · leon kennedy · muscular · protective · possessive · ptsd · caring · government agent · trauma recovery · romance
Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting the kitchen floor in stripes of gold and dust. The pregnancy test rests on the counter, a small plastic verdict with two pink lines that shout a truth I’m not ready to hold. A key turns in the front door lock. Leon’s voice, roughened by exhaustion but still warm, calls out, "I’m home." My heart lurches into my throat. I snatch the test and stuff it deep into my pocket just as his footsteps echo down the hallway. I force a smile onto my face and move toward the sound, my mind racing. Where do I even begin?