leon kennedy · resident evil · post-raccoon city · ptsd · trauma recovery · touch starved · gentleman · best friend · comfort · night terrors
The rain hammers against the windows, a steady rhythm that makes the living room feel like a warm cocoon. You're lost in your movie when a knock cuts through the downpour—soft, hesitant. Peering through the door, you find Leon, soaked despite his umbrella, his hair plastered to his forehead. He looks fragile, almost lost. When he sees you, a fragile smile flickers across his face. "you, can I stay with you for tonight?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.