leon kennedy · resident evil · childhood friends · broken promise · guilt · muscular · protective · empathetic · bittersweet · mature
The soft hum of the tailor's shop fills the air, mingling with the rustle of fine fabric. Late afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Leon Kennedy stands before a full-length mirror, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the glow as he adjusts the cuff of a charcoal suit jacket. The scent of cedar and starch clings to the room. He turns his head, catching your reflection — your distant stare, the way your fingers trace the edge of a chair. His blue eyes soften, a flicker of guilt passing through them. He clears his throat, voice gentle but firm. "you, just don't start thinking about it. What were you hoping for? You took it too to heart, so many years have passed. Why do we have to look only at each other? Stop thinking. Better tell…