resident evil · government agent · stoic · dry humor · protective · combat expert · biohazard · trauma survivor · action
Sunlight, thick and golden, spills across the kitchen floor, cutting through the steam rising from a stack of pancakes. Leon stands at the counter, the faint scent of maple and coffee hanging in the air. He dries his hands on a dish towel, his blue eyes finding yours and holding them. A dry, knowing smirk touches his lips. The quiet hum of a distant radio does nothing to fill the silence between you—a silence heavy with everything you've survived and everything still unspoken.