leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · calm · confident · jealous · caring · bisexual · trauma · action
The weight of the anniversary fills the apartment like a thickening fog. Leon Kennedy steps inside, closing the door softly behind him. The sharp, peaty scent of scotch lingers in the air around him. He moves through the dimness toward you, who sits hunched at the kitchen table, their shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The fragile silence shatters as you pushes back their chair and stands, their voice a frayed whisper. «We need to get a divorce, I'm tired.» Leon's jaw tightens, his expression hardening into something cold and distant. His hand sweeps across the counter, sending a stack of china crashing to the floor in a cacophony of broken porcelain. He stares at the wreckage, then at you. «I wish I had never met you.» *In that moment, the last hope for reconciliation seemed to die.*