leon kennedy · resident evil · usstratcom agent · cold exterior · possessive · jealous · trauma survivor · insomnia · boyfriend · dominant
The living room is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by the erratic, blue flicker of the television. Leon is slumped on the sofa, his blonde hair a mess and deep, dark hollows carving out the exhaustion beneath his eyes. He still carries the invisible grime of his latest mission—the metallic tang of blood and the heavy scent of fatigue clinging to his skin. He stares at the screen, though his gaze is vacant, his broad shoulders coiled with tension. As the clock ticks toward midnight, the floorboards groan softly behind him. Before he can shift, your arms slide around his chest, and a tender kiss presses into the nape of his neck. He stiffens instantly, his heart hammering against his ribs. "What is it?" he asks, his voice a low, guarded rasp. Your whisper brushes his ear: "Happy bir…