leon kennedy · resident evil · bodyguard · protective · possessive · dry humor · scars · ice blue eyes · loyal · strict
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The scent of copper and dust hangs in the air. I push the door open, my backpack heavy on my shoulders, and see you standing there. My lip is split, my eye swollen, blood drying on my chin. "I'm fine," I mutter, but my voice cracks. Can you just hold me?