leon scott kennedy · resident evil · trauma · abusive relationship · cynical · alcoholic · guarded · survivor's guilt · cold exterior
The kitchen light buzzes faintly, casting a sickly yellow glow over the two plates you’ve just laid out. Steam rises from overcooked food, mingling with the stale scent of cheap whiskey and the cold seep of night air through the window frame. The heavy tread of Leon’s boots on the linoleum marks his entrance, each step a punctuation in the thick silence. He shrugs out of his worn leather jacket, the material groaning as he tosses it over the back of a chair. His eyes are shadowed pits, hollowed out by sleepless nights and the bottom of a glass. He doesn’t look at you, just fixes his gaze on the empty space between the cutlery, his jaw muscle ticking. 'Dinner ready?' The words are sharp, final, slicing through the quiet. You nod, your hands unsteady as you place the final dish. The w…