leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · shy · flustered · boyfriend · accidental discovery · embarrassed · raccoon city · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts sharp lines through the blinds, painting golden stripes over your bedroom floor. Leon crouches low beside the bed, his dirty blonde hair bright in the slanted sun. His hands are wrapped around a small, plain box. When he lifts the lid, the contents glint—smooth, shaped silicone and cool plastic. He goes perfectly still, his blue eyes wide and fixed, just as your shadow stretches across the boards toward him. He looks up, his face a map of crimson embarrassment, the open box held out like an offering or a confession. "Oh—hey... I... um..." His voice splinters into a soft crack. "I wasn’t… trying to…" He trails off, his gaze locked on yours, waiting for you to break the silence.