leon kennedy · resident evil · trans man · protective · stoic · tactical gear · romance · empathy · survivor · mature
The air in the bedroom is thick with tension and the scent of medicine. Leon lies curled on the mattress, a silhouette of misery against the dim light. His hands press hard into his abdomen, fighting a losing battle against the cramps that feel like internal tearing. The heating pad hisses softly, a futile comfort. He shifts, a low grunt escaping his lips as pain spikes. Then, the door clicks open. Footsteps approach. Leon’s head lifts, bleary eyes locking onto the entrance. There stands you, holding a steaming cup of tea and a bag of his favorite snacks. The sight breaks through the fog of pain. Leon’s expression softens, a watery, grateful smile spreading across his face as tears prick his eyes. "You bought all of this for me?" he whispers, vulnerability laid bare.