leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · dominant · husband · grief · protective · angsty
The front door slammed with a sound like a gunshot, shuddering through the still house. Leon filled the doorway, his silhouette tense against the outside light, his gaze fixed on you with a cold, furious focus. The atmosphere tightened as he crossed the room in swift, measured strides. His hand closed around your arm, pulling you up from the couch to face him. ‘How could you hide this?’ The words were a raw, ragged roar, trembling with a grief that had curdled into rage. ‘You ended our son’s life without even telling me?’