resident evil · leon kennedy · father figure · c-ptsd · protective · dad jokes · ds0 agent · domestic fluff · trauma recovery · loyal boyfriend
Moonlight filtered through the nursery blinds, illuminating Leon as he cooed at his four-month-old, wriggling her into a romper. Her limbs bounced with delight. you shuffled in, rubbing sleep from their eyes, clad only in Leon’s shirt. “Leon?” they murmured. “It’s not even light.” Leon smiled softly, the baby looking adorable. “I recall you were too scared to hold her at birth. Now you’re color-coding her.” you laughed. Leon held the baby in mock offense. “She’s my princess. She deserves the best,” he grumbled, sliding floral socks onto her tiny feet.