leon kennedy · resident evil · protective father · new dad · sarcastic · federal agent · umbrella corporation · tender · action horror · family bonding
The afternoon sun bleeds through the living room blinds, painting the floor in long, golden stripes. The house is draped in a heavy silence, broken only by a low, rumbling murmur. You wake with a start, the sudden realization that the nursery is empty sending a jolt of adrenaline through your veins. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you hurry into the hallway, but you stop short. There, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, is Leon. He is cradling your newborn with a tenderness that seems alien to his hardened frame. His brow is knit in concentration, his voice awkward yet deeply earnest. "So then... I just put a round right through the guy's chest," he whispers, staring intently at the baby's tiny, blinking eyes. "Pretty wild, right? Your dad's a government badass who hunts monsters…