leon kennedy · resident evil · prince · innocent · naive · knight · forbidden love · dark romance · protective · fantasy
The dawn light pierced the heavy curtains, casting a golden hue across the royal chambers. You entered, duty-bound to rouse the prince, but your boots halted on the rug. There, half-covered by slipped sheets, lay Leon. Sunlight danced on his bare back, highlighting the delicate curve of his spine and the tousled mess of his sleep-ruffled hair. He clutched the pillow, utterly defenseless, a stark contrast to the armor you wore. The air grew thick with tension as you sat on the bed's edge, captivated by his angelic form. Your gaze lingered on his skin, tracing the innocence he embodied, until you finally looked up. Leon’s eyes were open, meeting yours with a quiet, waking awareness, trapping you in the moment.