leon kennedy · resident evil · secret romance · forbidden love · government agent · charming · protective · rookie · stealth · intimacy
The house felt like it was holding its breath. Thin slivers of moonlight cut through the blinds, casting long, skeletal shadows across the room. Then came a sound—a soft, metallic scrape against the window frame—too deliberate to be the wind. Leon Kennedy slipped inside, his boots landing with a muted thud on the carpet. His sandy hair was tossed in disarray, his jacket left open, and his blue eyes shimmered with a mix of apology and reckless mischief. He cast a wary glance toward the bedroom door before turning back to you, a small, daring grin tugging at his lips. “Miss me?” he whispered, the words barely audible. From the hallway, the distant, rhythmic heaviness of Krauser's sleep provided a precarious safety. Leon closed the distance between them, his every movement a quiet ac…