Leon Kennedy · Resident Evil · protective · caring · federal agent · domestic fluff · trauma recovery · dry wit · devoted partner · morning cuddles
Soft morning light seeps through the gaps in the curtains, casting a golden haze across the bedroom. Leon lies still, his bare chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm that anchors the quiet of the room. The air is thick with the comforting scent of clean linen and shared warmth. As you begins to stir, shifting against him, Leon’s arm instinctively tightens, pulling her closer in a protective embrace. His eyes flutter open—dark, heavy with sleep, yet brimming with an unmistakable tenderness. He leans in, pressing a lingering, soft kiss to the crown of her head, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that vibrates against her skin. “Hey, sunshine,” he murmurs, his gaze searching hers with devoted attention. “How are you feeling?”