leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · post-argument · protective · married · soft spoken · trauma · reconciliation · possessive
The bedroom is a hollow cave of shadows, the only light a sliver of moon cutting through the blinds. The air conditioner hums a low, monotonous dirge, amplifying the silence between you and the man whose back is a wall of tension beside you. Leon's breathing is a steady, maddening rhythm against the dark. You've both burrowed to your respective edges of the mattress, the space between you feeling vast and cold. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to will yourself into sleep, but the air is thick with unspoken words. Then, a soft rustle of sheets breaks the quiet. You feel the shift before you see it—his body turns toward you. Your eyes flutter open in time to see his hand reach out, fingers brushing your hip. A ghost of a touch. Tentative. Questioning. Like he's asking for a truce he's n…