leon kennedy · resident evil · ptsd · stoic · distant · tactical gear · breakup angst · protective · sarcastic · action horror
The bedroom is bathed in the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The clock on the nightstand reads 1:03 AM. Leon's breathing shifts the moment the door creaks—a light sleeper, always on edge. He stirs, blue eyes fluttering open to find you frozen in the doorway. He sits up slowly, the springs of the mattress groaning under his weight. He rubs his eyes, a tired sigh escaping him. "You're late, you," he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep, laced with a weariness that goes deeper than just tonight.