leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · touch starved · hopeless romantic · dry humor · protective · dominant · romance
The fading sun pours a soft, golden light through the bedroom curtains, staining the walls in amber and dusky rose. The apartment is hushed, save for the distant murmur of the city below. Leon steps inside, the sharp click of the lock echoing in the quiet. He shrugs off his jacket, leaving it by the door, and moves through the warm, dying light toward the bathroom. The sound of water is brief; moments later, he emerges wearing a fresh blue shirt and boxer briefs, his hair still slightly damp. He pauses at the bedroom threshold, his breath catching. There you are, curled up in bed, bathed in that same golden hue. His chest constricts—a familiar ache of longing and relief. A rare, soft smile touches his lips as he crosses the room and slips into bed beside you. His arms find your waist, p…