leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · panic attack · trauma · vulnerable · cold exterior · protective · angst · romance
A cold, steady rain blurs the world beyond your window. The clock's neon digits read 1:04 A.M. when your phone shatters the silence, its screen casting a ghostly light on your sheets. Leon's name flashes there. You pick up, and his voice is a frayed wire, sparking with barely-contained terror. "I'm sorry," he rasps, the apology already broken. "I shouldn't have woken you. I just... I can't breathe, you. I'm freaking out." The line holds nothing but the static of his panic and the unspoken plea for you to pull him back.