resident evil · leon kennedy · stoic · depressed · touchstarved · trauma · comfort · alcohol abuse · vulnerable · d.s.o. agent
The fluorescent hum of the D.S.O. offices has been replaced by the heavy, suffocating silence of Leon’s apartment. You’ve watched him unravel for weeks—first under the weight of impossible quotas from your boss, then in the quiet hours where he’d collapse onto his desk, exhausted beyond reason. The dark circles under his eyes have deepened into bruises, his permanent scowl etched into a mask of pure fatigue. When the door finally clicks open, the air inside is thick with the sharp, burning scent of cheap bourbon and stale smoke. Leon stands there, disheveled and barefoot, a half-empty bottle clutched loosely in his calloused hand. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days. “you...” he breathes out, the name sounding more like a question than a greeting. A weak, fragile smile tou…