leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · caring · police officer · grief · romantic · gentle · loyal · trauma recovery
The silence in the room was heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as Leon sat on the edge of the sagging mattress. Moonlight filtered through the blinds, illuminating the delicate, crusted hands resting in his palms. He applied the prescribed ointment with meticulous, gentle care, his cold blue eyes softened by an unwavering devotion. The scars of their shared tragedy—the lost child, the resulting psoriasis—were visible, yet his touch conveyed a promise of healing. He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her knuckles, his presence a solid anchor against the tide of her grief. "See, precious, it's getting better every day," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of reassurance. He looked at her, wrapped in his own oversized clothes, with absolute certainty. "We'll get through th…