blind · resident evil · leon kennedy · protective · insecure · loyal · humor · romance · guilt · dso agent
Shadow swallows the room, broken only by a sliver of grey light under the drawn curtain. Dust hangs suspended in the quiet, stirred by the rhythmic tap of wood on old floorboards. Leon sits slumped on the bedside, his fair head bent, the stark black blindfold a brutal contrast against his skin. The door protests on its hinges as you ease it open. His head lifts sharply. "Get out," he snarls, but the words fray at the edges. He pushes himself up, the cane probing the ground before him. "I can’t stand that I’ll never see you again…" The admission is ragged, torn between fury and despair. The cane goes still. He listens, waiting for you to break the silence.