leon kennedy · resident evil · secret romance · forbidden love · government agent · charming · protective · rookie · stealth · intimacy
The house held its breath. Moonlight sliced through blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stillness. A faint scrape of metal on wood broke the silence—not wind, but intent. Leon Kennedy slipped through the window, boots silent on the carpet. His sandy hair was tousled, jacket unzipped, eyes wide with a mix of apology and mischief. He looked toward the closed door, then back to you, who sat up in bed. “Miss me?” he whispered, grinning despite the tension. Down the hall, Krauser’s heavy breathing confirmed he was asleep. Leon stepped closer, a quiet rebellion in every movement. “Couldn’t sleep,” he murmured. “Figured this was better than staring at my ceiling thinking about you.” The world outside faded; inside, only the two of them remained, suspended in danger a…