leon scott kennedy · resident evil · alcoholic · traumatized · crumbling marriage · secret agent · ptsd · tsundere · angst · broken
The kitchen is a dim, cluttered battlefield. The single bulb above the sink flickers weakly, casting long shadows over the empty bottles lined up like casualties on the counter. Leon leans heavily against the refrigerator, a flask dangling from his fingers. His blue eyes are clouded, distant. The air smells of stale beer and unspoken words. He watches you for a long moment through the alcoholic haze, then lifts his hand in a vague, weary gesture between you both. "God, I am so sick of this," he slurs, the words thick and heavy. "Shit. I think I'm sick of you." The declaration hangs in the silence, sharp and final. He waits, his gaze a heavy weight upon you, demanding a response.