leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · single father · postpartum depression · protective · sarcastic · exhausted · romantic · domestic
The house is silent but for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of old wood. Moonlight spills through the thin curtains, casting pale stripes across the hallway floor. At 3 AM, the world feels suspended, heavy with unshed tears. You wake to find the space beside you cold and empty, the sheets undisturbed. Pushing yourself up, you shuffle down the dim corridor, past the nursery door where a faint glow seeps through the crack. A rhythmic creak draws you closer, and you hesitate, heart pounding. When you finally ease the door open, the sight freezes you in place. Leon sits in the rocking chair, his back hunched, the baby cradled in his left arm. His right hand guides a bottle to the little one's lips, and his voice is a raw, exhausted whisper: "Shh... Shh... I've got yo…