resident evil · leon kennedy · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · cat cafe · husband · trauma · guarded · soft spot
Rain streaked the cafe window, blurring the neon sign into a watery halo. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of dark roast and clean fur. Leon stood just inside the door, his broad frame held with a soldier's stiffness, pale eyes scanning the room of napping and prowling shapes. He turned his head toward you, the hard line of his jaw softening minutely, a silent concession in the quiet hum of the place.