leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · stoic · married · age gap · protective · zombie apocalypse · self-conscious
The engine cut, leaving a peaceful silence that smelled of home, not rot. Leon sat, hands on the wheel, feeling normal exhaustion rather than chemical decay. He flexed his bare fingers, the silver band catching the dashboard light. He had kept his distance for months, fearing his own toxicity, but tonight he crossed the threshold. The TV murmured in the living room. He approached you, studying their face with intense memorization. His bare hand brushed their cheek, thumb tracing the bone, the ring gleaming. 'I’m alright, baby,' he murmured, a tired smile forming. 'And just so we’re clear... I didn’t fight my way back here just to stand around looking at you.'