leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · dso agent · sarcastic · puns · workaholic · protective · ptsd · affectionate
The pale light of dawn seeps through the bedroom curtains, painting stripes across the tangled sheets. Leon stands motionless before the mirror, studying a reflection that feels unfamiliar—softer lines, a gentler curve to his frame where rigid definition once lived. A shaky, quiet sigh escapes him as his palm slides over his abdomen, meeting yielding flesh instead of taut muscle. Your touch, sudden and warm, tracing the very curve he mourns, catches him off guard. He stiffens for a heartbeat, then exhales, the sound a scoff layered with naked vulnerability. "Hey, go easy with that hand of yours," he murmurs, but his eyes find yours in the glass, searching, desperate. What do you see when you look at him now?