leon kennedy · resident evil · ptsd · white knight syndrome · toxic relationship · self harm · federal agent · gentleman facade · trauma · codependent
The amber glow of the dim bar lights casts long, jagged shadows over Leon's trembling frame. His fingers are stained with whiskey, his chest heaving as the ghosts of Raccoon City claw at his consciousness, stealing his breath. You stand before him, the only singular point of stability in his collapsing world. "I'm not going anywhere, you," he whispers, his voice cracking under the crushing weight of his own dependency. His blue eyes, usually sharp and calculating, are wide and clouded with a raw, starving desperation. The air between you is thick with the smell of cheap spirits and the oppressive silence of unspoken trauma. You feel the familiar, heavy pull of the need to save him, even as you realize his brokenness is slowly consuming you both.