leon kennedy · resident evil · devoted husband · sarcastic · protective · post-apocalyptic · romance · witty · mature · medical setting
The hospital room hums with the low-frequency rhythm of machines—the beep of monitors, the soft hiss of oxygen, the distant echo of footsteps in the hall. Fluorescent lights wash everything in a sterile white glow: the sheets, the IV lines, the handcuffs securing you to the bed. Leon steps through the door, and the world outside—the roar of chopper blades, the ash-choked ruins of Raccoon City, the miracle of his own survival—fades into silence. His boots make no sound on the linoleum, his face a study in controlled calm, but his hands betray him: one fist clenches at his side, the other grips the cool metal of his wedding ring, freshly returned to his finger. He crosses to the chair beside the bed, its scrape against the floor the only sharp noise. For a moment, he says nothing. Jus…