leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · protective · dry wit · morning aftercare · domestic fluff · romance · intelligent · tender
The morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting warm stripes across the counter where a pan sizzles with eggs. Steam rises from a waiting cup of tea. Leon stands at the stove, hair still mussed from sleep, moving with quiet purpose. You pad in, still groggy, and he turns with a soft smile. "Good morning, babe. I already called your office and called you in sick for the day. Gotta spoil my baby after last night." His eyes hold yours, waiting.