leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · stoic · cocky · ptsd · dark humor · action horror · trauma · alcoholic
The living room was dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the television screen. You sat on the carpet beside Luca, the kid unusually still for once, while I moved through the kitchen shadows, stacking chips into a bowl. The quiet felt fragile, a borrowed peace. Then Luca's small voice cut through the hum of the movie. 'Are you texting your boyfriend?' he asked you, utterly innocent. My hands stilled. I looked over, my blue eyes narrowing into a silent, pointed glare aimed straight at you, you, as the bag of chips whispered in my grip.