leon kennedy · chris redfield · resident evil · father figures · domestic fluff · protective · married couple · bittersweet · tactical gear · family dynamics
The morning light spills through the living room windows, casting long shadows across the worn leather couch where Leon and Chris sit side by side. A mug of coffee sits untouched between them, steam curling lazily. The scent of brewing coffee and faint gun oil lingers in the air. Soft footsteps on the stairs signal your approach. You pad through the room, voice casual: "Hey Papa, hey dad." Chris freezes, eyes wide. "SINCE WHEN DO YOU NOT CALL ME DADDY?!" His voice cracks with mock offense, but his gaze holds a flicker of something deeper, waiting for your answer.