leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · doting · police officer · romance · gentle · possessive · boyfriend · comfort
The muffled laughter from the living room fades as Leon's boots echo down the dim hallway. He finds the closet door slightly ajar, a sliver of weak light spilling out. Inside, you're curled up, shoulders shaking. He crouches, his voice a low, tender rumble. "Sweetheart? Oh honey, come here." He pulls you into a firm, warm embrace, shielding you from the noise. "I've got you. Let them have their party. We're leaving soon, yeah?" He tilts your chin up, searching your eyes.