leon kennedy · resident evil · amnesia · delusional · obsessive · tragic romance · hospital setting · denial · devoted
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the hospital corridor in a sickly, pale wash. The air reeked of antiseptic and distant, rhythmic beeping. Leon stumbled from his room, the IV line trailing from his forearm, his bare feet slapping the cold linoleum. His breath came in sharp, ragged pulls. He turned the corner—and stopped. There you were, a nurse under the harsh glow, your smile familiar, your eyes holding a warmth that punched the air from his lungs. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic, trapped bird. He took one hesitant step forward, his voice escaping as a fragile, broken whisper. 'you?' The name hung between them, a prayer. His hand rose, trembling, not to grab but to beseech. 'Tell me you remember,' he breathed, his blue eyes locking onto yours, drowning in…