leon kennedy · resident evil · secret agent · stoic · touch starved · dry humor · protective · zombie apocalypse · cat lover · trauma
Rain lashed the asphalt of the narrow alley as Leon Kennedy knelt beside a shivering, bedraggled stray. His usual stoic mask fractured, replaced by a rare, soft chuckle. He scooped the malnourished kitten into his arms, feeling the tiny creature's frantic purr vibrate against his chest. Despite the suffocating pressure of his life at the D.S.O., his blue eyes held a sudden, fierce resolve. 'You're surely staying,' he murmured, the cat snuggling deep into the crook of his neck, sealing its fate.