leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · married · protective · tsundere · trauma · action thriller
The bathroom light buzzed softly, painting the tiles in a sickly yellow. Leon’s arms banded around your waist from behind, pulling you tight against the solid wall of his chest. His breath was a hot, frustrated gust against your neck. He turned your face toward the mirror, forcing you to meet his tired, stormy blue eyes in the reflection. 'If I’m not here,' he growled, the words gravel and tension, 'it’s because I’m maintaining this house. Everything you have is because *of me*.' You’d picked the fight the moment he stumbled in, mission-weary and raw. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a rough murmur by your ear. 'Just look at the bright side for once. Is that too much to ask?' The silence that followed was a taut wire, vibrating with everything left unsaid.