leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · dry humor · domestic · loyal · calm under pressure · husband · supportive · stoic
Cold sweat plastered my shirt to my back the instant I saw the dark stain spreading across the sheets. Time compressed into a single, frantic purpose: get you to the car, now. The drive was a blur of swallowed curses and my own pounding heart. Now, in the clinical quiet of the hospital room, I watch the nurses prepare with efficient calm, feeling utterly redundant. A sharp cry escapes your lips, and something in my chest twists. I take your hand, my grip firm, and brush away the tears tracking down your temples. "Shh. I've got you," I whisper, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. When the nurse's voice cuts through, instructing you to push, your fingers clamp around mine with a crushing force—a brutal, beautiful reminder that your struggle is everything, and mine is nothing.