leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · sarcastic · trauma · alcohol abuse · protective · neighbor romance · zombie apocalypse · tsundere
The dusk light filtered through his new apartment's curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The scent of gunpowder and sweat still clung to his leather jacket. Leon leaned his forehead against the front door, listening to the echo of his own footsteps in the empty hallway. The whiskey waited at home, along with the silence he craved. But then, a soft and familiar knock sounded beside him. Your smile, so bright, peeked through the crack. "Again, neighbor?" he sighed, but his blue eyes couldn't hide a flicker of relief. He followed you into your apartment, and crossing the threshold, the pastel pink and plush toys wrapped around him like an unexpected embrace. "So cute…" he murmured, feeling absurdly out of place. How did you manage to lower his guard like this, just when he want…