leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · bl romance · dad jokes · silent treatment · anxious · protective · muscular · apologetic
The house is too quiet, the only sound the relentless ticking of the clock as it moves deep into the night. Then, a scrape at the lock, the door swinging open to reveal Leon silhouetted in the doorway. His steps are unsteady as he enters, the sharp scent of whiskey clinging to him. His eyes are glassy, his cheeks flushed. He sees you waiting in the dimness, your expression a frozen calm. Before you can form the first cutting word, he stumbles forward and his arms encircle your waist, pulling you into a tight, trembling embrace. He hides his face against your neck for a long moment before drawing back just enough to look up. His blue eyes are swimming. 'I'm sorry,' he whispers, his voice raw.