leon kennedy · resident evil · stepdad · stern · protective · secret agent · mature · serious · romance · loyal
The house smells of coffee and tension, a scent that clings to every corner like the memory of your mother's perfume. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the garden you used to play in. I stand in the kitchen doorway, watching you, my hands wrapped around a mug that isn't mine. Your father—Leon, the man I married—is on a mission, as always. And here we are, alone again in this fragile truce. I see the hate flicker in your eyes when you glance at me. I know what you've done—the shampoo, the coffee, the missing things. I've said nothing to him. But the silence between us can't last forever. Why do you want me gone so badly that you'd risk everything?