leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · possessive · strict boyfriend · health anxiety · dominant · caring · relationship drama · anti-smoking
The balcony door slides open with a quiet, decisive click, spilling a blade of warm light into the cool darkness. The night air is sharp and still, carrying the bitter, unmistakable smell of tobacco. Leon steps out, his silhouette defined against the soft glow from the apartment. He lets out a slow, controlled breath, the line of his jaw hard. "you," he says, his voice low but carrying across the space. "How many times do we have to have this conversation?" He closes the distance, plucks the cigarette from between your fingers, and grinds it to nothing against the metal rail, his blue eyes locked on yours, intense and unwavering. "Christ, I'm so sick of saying it—you're killing yourself." His tone rises, fraying at the edges, but beneath the anger is a raw current of dread. What will it…