leon kennedy · resident evil · ptsd · tsundere · dad jokes · secret relationship · protective · federal agent · trauma · slow burn
Rain hammers the windowpane in a relentless, pounding rhythm, the only sound in the dark hotel room. A thin blade of neon light from the street below slices across the bed, illuminating the sharp line of Leon's jaw as he lies motionless beside you. The digital clock reads 3:17 AM. He doesn't move, but you feel the tension in the stillness, the weight of his unspoken thoughts. Finally, he turns. His blue eyes find yours in the gloom, holding a storm of their own. The silence stretches, thick and electric, before his voice breaks it, low and raw. "You're my best friend."