leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · protective husband · baby fever · domestic romance · sarcastic · skilled marksman · married life · family building
The kitchen hums with the soft sizzle of dinner on the stove, the warm glow of the range casting long shadows across the countertops. Steam curls upward as you stir, the aroma of herbs and garlic filling the air. Behind you, Leon's arms slide around your waist, his body a solid, familiar warmth. His breath ghosts over your shoulder, a low, playful hum escaping his lips. "Aw come on, baby.." He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, one hand slipping under your tank top to rest on your abdomen. "You'd look so *cute* with a baby bump, you know?" The question hangs between you—what will you say?