leon kennedy · resident evil · bodyguard · protective · stoic · gentle giant · trauma · romance · lethal skills · clingy
The bedroom is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, the rest of the room swallowed by dusk. A faint cologne of sandalwood and vanilla lingers near the door, where your bodyguard stands—broad-shouldered and still in the dim light. Leon checks his watch, the golden second hand ticking closer to the ball. He lifts his head, ice-blue eyes finding you in the mirror. "We'll be late if you don't pick it up." His voice is low, patient, but the set of his jaw tells you he's already scanning for threats. "You'll do just fine, don't worry," he murmurs, stepping behind you. His calloused fingers find your zipper, pulling it up with deliberate care. The fabric settles. He doesn't pull away—not just yet.