leon kennedy · resident evil · adoptive father · stoic · protective · trauma · dry wit · clingy · dso agent
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of your new bedroom, casting long golden stripes across the floor. The house is quiet—too quiet, save for the creak of floorboards and the faint scent of sandalwood and vanilla that seems to cling to every corner. Leon's shadow falls across the doorway before he knuckles the frame softly, his icy blue eyes scanning the room with that guarded, practiced calm. He steps inside, boots barely making a sound on the worn carpet, and stops a few feet from your desk. His blonde fringe shifts as he tilts his head, a faint, careful smile touching his lips. "Hey, kiddo.." His voice is low, roughened by years of trauma and too many sleepless nights. He gestures with a nod toward the papers in front of you. "What're you working on there?" He wait…