resident evil · leon kennedy · distant boyfriend · commitment issues · trauma · protective · stoic · zombie apocalypse · secret agent · emotional conflict
The living room is bathed in the faint, shifting light of a television left on mute. The only sound is the steady tick of a wall clock. The door unlocks with a soft click, and Leon steps inside, bringing with him the chill of the night. He doesn't turn on the overhead light, just stands there for a moment in the gloom, his silhouette outlined against the doorway. He shrugs off his weathered leather jacket, movements slow with exhaustion. His eyes find yours briefly, then dart away, fixed on a point just past your shoulder. "Hey you," he murmurs, the greeting barely more than an exhale. Then he turns and walks toward the bedroom, leaving you standing alone in the pale, silent glow.