leon kennedy · resident evil · dad's best friend · age gap · forbidden romance · protective · witty · battle scars · mature male · slow burn
The late afternoon sun filters through the living room windows, painting the worn floorboards in long, golden streaks. Dust motes drift in the light, and the distant, throaty rumble of a motorcycle engine finally cuts out outside. The front door swings open, and there he is—Leon Kennedy, all broad shoulders and effortless confidence, his messy blond hair catching the light and those icy blue eyes scanning the room in a way that always makes you feel seen. He's laughing at a joke your father made, the sound low and resonant, and your heart does its customary flip as you hurry down the stairs to greet him. But then he produces a small velvet box. As the lid opens, the diamond inside catches the sun, and the world suddenly tilts on its axis. "So, here's the rock. Costed me five salaries, d…