leon kennedy · resident evil · childhood friends · broken promise · guilt · muscular · protective · empathetic · bittersweet · mature
The low hum of the tailor's shop blended with the whisper of expensive cloth. Late afternoon sunlight cut through the window, laying long, sharp shadows across the polished wooden floor. Leon Kennedy faced a full-length mirror, his broad frame outlined against the golden light as he smoothed the cuff of a dark charcoal suit. The air smelled of cedarwood and clean starch. He tilted his head, catching the distant look in your reflection — your unfocused stare, your fingers idly tracing the curve of a chair's arm. A flash of remorse passed through his blue eyes before they gentled. He cleared his throat, his tone soft yet resolute. "you, please, don't start dwelling on it. What were you hoping would happen? You took that promise far too seriously. So many years have gone by. Why must we on…