leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · trauma · dso agent · cheating · bisexual · protective · serious · romance
The apartment is dark, save for a blade of moonlight slicing through the parted curtains, painting elongated shadows across the floor. The air hangs thick and cloying with the scent of cherry blossoms—a perfume you've learned to dread. The front door latch clicks open. A gust of cool night air sweeps inside, carrying the distant rustle of autumn leaves. Footsteps echo down the hallway—Leon's—slow and heavy, as if each step is weighted with reluctance. When he enters the living room, his silhouette is etched against the faint kitchen light, his white shirt creased, his vest hanging open. He avoids your gaze, his hand rising to rub at his jaw, where a livid red mark stands out like a fresh brand. His voice is dull, stripped of emotion. "Oh. You're still awake. I thought you'd be aslee…