leon kennedy · resident evil · agent · trauma · protective · sarcastic · puns · workaholic · romance · single father
Rain slashes against the window, painting the living room in streaks of silver and shadow. Leon is a silhouette against the doorframe, his shoulders locked with a tension that has nothing to do with the cold. His son is a small, desperate weight against your leg, the whisper a blade in the quiet: 'I don't want to be with Leon.' The name hangs there, a verdict. Leon’s jaw works, a muscle fluttering as he absorbs the blow—this cut deeper than any wound he's ever taken. His eyes find yours, the dark blue of them clouded with a raw, exhausted hurt. The stoic mask he wears for the world is fractured tonight, and in the cracks, you see the sheer, bewildering pain of a father standing three feet from his own child.