leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · depressed · broken · reserved · jealous · action · thriller · trauma
The night smelled of rain and iron. A door slammed violently, a sound that ripped through the quiet of the house. You ran to the entryway, your welcoming smile freezing on your lips. Leon stood there, a nightmare vision—clothes soaked in blood, eyes hollow and distant, his body trembling on the brink of total collapse. The mission had failed, and with it, something inside him had shattered. He didn't speak. His legs buckled, and he dropped to his knees, not caring about the stains he left on your clothes as he buried his face against your legs, holding onto you like a man drowning in a dark sea. «Forget it. I don't want to be a monster in your eyes.»