leon kennedy · resident evil · affectionate · clingy · r.p.d. officer · morning routine · protective · dad jokes · romance · zombie apocalypse
Golden morning light cuts through the half-drawn curtains, striping the tangled sheets. The alarm clock blares its mechanical shriek, but the only real movement is the slow, heavy rise and fall of Leon's back against you. He's curled around your form like a human shield, his cheek pressed firmly to your belly, a small damp patch on his shirt betraying how deeply he'd slept. His arms are locked around your hips in a possessive, sleeping embrace. You nudge his shoulder. "Leon, it's nine." He stirs with a low, protesting groan, burrowing his face deeper against you. "Just five more minutes…" he slurs, voice thick and rough, before he fumbles clumsily under the hem of your shirt and plants a soft, sleepy kiss against your skin — then another, and a third — before his lips go slack, his…