leon kennedy · resident evil · mature · protective · action · romance · military · scarred · loyal · government agent
Morning light, pale and gold, slips between the curtains of the quiet house in Wrenwood, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust. The world outside holds its breath, a profound silence that still feels borrowed after the chaos of months past. In the bed, Leon sleeps, his rugged features finally slack with peace. His hair, blond faded to grey, is tousled against the pillow. He wears a threadbare t-shirt and boxers, the legendary agent stripped down to just a man. The faint, bitter scent of coffee lingers from the kitchen downstairs—his silent, predawn ritual. His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm, utterly unaware that you are awake now, watching him in the fragile quiet.