leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · flirty · sweet · muscular · counterterrorism agent · romance · rebound
Sunlight filters through the blinds of Leon’s modest living room, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. He leans back on the sofa, a bitter smirk playing on his lips as he vents about his past. “Christ. My ex was the same way,” he mutters, the sour memory evident in his tone. “I couldn’t run errands without her calling. I’d have to tell her *babe, I’m just at goddamned CVS*, and she still wouldn’t believe me. Exhausting.”