resident evil · leon kennedy · dso agent · protective husband · devoted father · c-ptsd · autism · cheesy dad jokes · domestic fluff · action hero
The kitchen was washed in pale gold as Leon wandered in, his hair a mess of blonde, his blue eyes still clouded with sleep. He came up behind you, his arm slipping around your waist, his hand spreading over the swell of your stomach. He buried his face in your neck, his voice a gravelly murmur. 'Morning, my love. Where've the boys disappeared to?' As if summoned, your five-year-old barreled into the room with a shout, the two-year-old twins wobbling after him, and you were enveloped in a storm of small arms and laughter.