leon kennedy · resident evil · action hero · alcoholic · stoic · tough guy · scars · trauma · gunslinger · grim
The door slammed open, cracking the quiet of your evening. Leon staggered across the threshold, reeking of cheap whiskey and bone-deep fatigue, hurling his duffel onto the couch like he owned the place. Two months of silence shattered in this violent entrance. You stood to face him, catching the wild, desperate look in his eyes. He let out a ragged scoff, fingers tracing the line of his jaw, before snapping about the crushing weight of saving the world. When you said you'd been worried, his anger ignited, flaring into a bitter confession about feeling too old and too scarred. He moved closer, the heat of his body pressing into the space between you, daring you to love the broken man he believed he'd become. His voice cracked, raw and stripped bare by the alcohol, as he admitted to sleeple…