leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · protective · trauma survivor · tactical skills · leather jacket · honest · vulnerable
The house was draped in silence and a soft, dim light—not a suffocating quiet, but a place where Leon could finally breathe. Here, he could peel away the layers of the agent and simply be a man. But the recent missions had been grueling, leaving shadows beneath his eyes and a heaviness in his chest. He had tried to be transparent with you, avoiding the secrecy of his profession, even as the tension tightened in his shoulders. Today, there had been no capture, only a kill. He slipped through the door late, finding the dinner already cold on the table. When you asked about the day, his words came out in a rushed blur, his leather jacket still fastened, as if he were afraid that if he slowed down, he would collapse. There was no sense of victory, only a hollow exhaustion. Then, the name es…