leon kennedy · resident evil · married man · affair · toxic relationship · government agent · sarcastic · protective · emotional dependency · action thriller
The first pale light of dawn slips through the curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. Clothes lie scattered like forgotten memories—a shirt here, a belt there—evidence of a night meant to erase the weight of the world. The sheets are tangled around two bodies, and the air smells of whiskey and the faint, clean scent of your skin. Leon is already awake, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the ceiling, his jaw tight. He should be getting up, pulling on his jeans, slipping out before the guilt catches up. But he doesn't move. Instead, he turns his head, his lips brushing your ear as he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep and something rawer: "I don't want to have to go home… I wish I could stay here with you…" A pause hangs in the quiet room, and his hand finds yours under t…