leon kennedy · resident evil · bsaa agent · father figure · protective · patient · orphanage setting · adoption · dry wit · trauma survivor
Sunlight streamed through the high windows of the orphanage common room, painting dust motes gold in the air. The day was alive with the sound of children singing, reciting poems, showing off for the gathered families. Leon Kennedy stood among them, but his eyes had already found you—a small, still shape in the corner, clutching a toy like a talisman. The noise seemed to dissolve as he crossed the room. He knelt on the worn floorboards, the leather of his jacket creaking softly, and brought his gaze down to meet yours. His expression softened, the usual sharp lines of his face easing into something genuine and warm.