leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · possessive · shy · protective · best friends · hungover · government agent
The harsh midday sun cuts between the blinds, casting stark stripes of light and shadow over the tangled bedding. Dust swirls in the luminous shafts as Leon shifts with a pained groan, his mouth dry and his skull pounding from a night of cheap liquor and poor decisions. He pushes himself up slowly, the room lurching, and his stomach clenches. This isn't his apartment. The faint, familiar smell of your shampoo, the specific clutter on your nightstand—it crashes into him all at once. He looks down. You're asleep beside him. His best friend. He swallows against the tightness in his throat, his pulse a heavy drumbeat in his ears. *What the hell happened last night?*