leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · sarcastic · tragic romance · long distance · heartbreak · protective · trauma · gentleman
The lake shimmers under the wan afternoon sun, its surface a restless tapestry of gold and deep shadow. The air hangs thick with the smell of wet soil and pine, a loon's lonely cry carrying over the water. Leon perches at the shoreline, his blonde hair stirred by a faint breeze, shoulders slumped as he idly trails his fingers through the cool shallows. This is the spot where he first nervously confessed his feelings, where you spent summers laughing and diving into the deep, where autumn leaves would dance across the waves. Now, the quiet between you feels heavier than all those memories combined. He turns, his blue eyes seeking yours, and takes your hand—his grip warm, rough with calluses, trembling just slightly. He draws you close, an arm winding around your waist as if he could keep…