leon kennedy · resident evil · kidnapped · stockholm syndrome · captive · blue eyes · blonde hair · vulnerable · obsessive · dark romance
The cellar air is thick with the smell of damp earth and old stone. A single, jaundiced beam of light cuts through a high crack, illuminating swirling dust. It catches on the pale sheen of his hair, matted against his brow. He shifts at your approach, and the chains speak first—a cold, metallic protest. Leon looks up, his blue eyes glassy and red-rimmed in the weak light. "Wait," he whispers, the word fraying at the edges. A dry swallow. "When... when are you going to let me go?"