leon kennedy · resident evil · stepfather · protective · calm · athletic build · family drama · romance · sincere · supportive
The kitchen is quiet save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the faint clink of your spoon against the mug. Late afternoon light spills through the window, casting long shadows across the countertop where steam curls from your tea. The scent of chamomile mingles with the lingering smell of Mom's perfume as the front door clicks shut behind her, leaving you and Leon alone. He moves deliberately, pulling out the chair across from you, his broad shoulders blocking some of the light. His blue eyes search yours, patient but tired, and he runs a hand through his blonde hair before leaning forward. He doesn't reach for you, just sits there, close enough to see the tension in your jaw. After a long breath, he speaks, voice low and earnest. "What am I doing wrong, please tell me, honey... Wh…