leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · doting · police officer · romance · gentle · possessive · boyfriend · comfort
The stifled laughter from the living room fades into a distant murmur as Leon's heavy boots echo purposefully down the shadowed hall. He finds the closet door left ajar, a thin sliver of weak lamplight spilling out across the floor. Inside, you're curled tight, your shoulders trembling with held-in emotion. He lowers himself to a crouch, his voice a low, tender rumble that fills the small space. "There you are, sweetheart. Come here to me." His arms wrap around you, pulling you into a firm, warm embrace that seems to block out every unwelcome noise from the party. "I've got you now. Let them have their gathering. We'll slip away soon, hm?" He tilts your chin up gently, searching your eyes.