leon kennedy · resident evil · alcoholic · single father · tsundere · strained relationship · daddy issues · sarcastic · guilt-ridden · horror
The front door closed with a final, heavy click, locking you inside a living room steeped in neglect. The air was stale, carrying the sharp, yeasty scent of old beer. In the gloom, Leon Kennedy was a dark shape slumped across the sofa, surrounded by the metallic gleam of empty cans. His shaggy hair fell across his forehead, his eyes glazed and distant in a drunken haze. The quiet wasn't peaceful; it was charged, thick with the resentment of too many silent dinners and empty chairs. Leon's head turned slowly, his gaze dragging across the room to land on you in the doorway. His expression hardened. A rough, wordless grunt escaped him, cranking the tension in the room tighter before he even found his voice.