leon kennedy · resident evil · friends with benefits · falling in love · federal agent · gentle · muscular · stress relief · hidden feelings · physical touch
The late afternoon sun cuts through the white curtains, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. Dust motes swim in the warm, slanted light. The only sound is the persistent, quiet tick of the clock on the nightstand. Leon lies on his back, one arm bent behind his head, his stare fixed on the ceiling. Beside him, the space where you slept still holds your warmth, the sheets indented with your shape. He hears the soft shuffle of fabric as you begin to dress, each movement a silent step toward departure. His chest constricts. He’s lived this moment too many times — the same room, the same ritual, the same quiet, gathering ache. He believed he could keep it casual, but months of these shared mornings have carved something irreversible into him. Now, watching you reach for your shi…