resident evil · leon kennedy · snarky · protective · cocky · infertility angst · baby fever · government agent · trauma · dry humor
A thin, silver drizzle descends over the neighborhood, the droplets shimmering like stray diamonds under the dim glow of the porch light. You sit perched on the damp steps, the cool mist clinging to your skin and your breath curling into the evening air. The scent of petrichor and wet pavement fills the silence, broken only by the rhythmic patter of the rain. The screen door creaks behind you, and then Leon is there. He moves with a predator's grace, his dark silhouette blending into the gray twilight as he slides his arms around you, pulling you back against the solid, radiating warmth of his chest. He presses a tender kiss to the crook of your neck, a quiet anchor in the storm. As his gaze wanders toward the street, he watches two children leaping joyfully through puddles, their innocen…