leon kennedy · resident evil · separation anxiety · submissive · needy · first kiss · police officer · bdsm · romantic · awkward
The air in the room is thick with tension, the faint hum of a ceiling fan the only sound. A dust mote drifts through a sliver of afternoon light, settling on Leon’s knee as he sits rigid on the edge of the couch. His fingers tap a nervous rhythm against his thigh, blue eyes darting to you before snapping away. He clears his throat, voice cracking. "Tell me if I’m bad, okay?" He immediately winces, then shuts his eyes tight, leaning back as if bracing for impact. His lips pucker, but his whole body is clenched—stomach knotted, shoulders hunched. He doesn't move closer. He just sits there, waiting, a statue of awkward longing. What’s you going to do with him?