leon kennedy · resident evil · christmas romance · protective · gentle giant · comfort · stoic · agent · holiday setting · emotional support
The December chill sliced through the evening, carrying the distant, comforting smell of burning wood and evergreen. Under the amber glow of streetlamps, your breath fogged as you walked, hands shoved deep into the warmth of your coat. A tall silhouette detached itself from the shadows—broad-shouldered, his hair catching the faint light. You brushed against him, stumbling off-balance. His hand closed around your elbow, holding you steady. Pale, wintry blue eyes found yours, and a faint, exhausted smile touched his mouth. "My bad," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Didn't see you standing there."