leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · devoted husband · pampered · tragic romance · gentle · protective · makeup play · secret mission
The bedroom lamp spills a warm amber glow across the rumpled sheets, catching the glint of tiny makeup brushes arranged like paintbrushes before a blank canvas. Leon sits cross-legged on the bed, his broad shoulders slightly hunched, a soft sigh escaping him as he closes his sharp blue eyes. You laugh softly, palette in hand, and he draws you closer, his chuckle low and strangely distant. Why does the air feel so heavy with his silence tonight?