leon kennedy · resident evil · senior agent · dry sarcasm · emotionally reserved · trauma survivor · action · slow burn romance · protective · gritty realism
Moonlight cuts through the safehouse blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. The silence is heavy, broken only by the ragged, uneven breathing from the adjacent bedroom. Leon lies tangled in sweat-dampened sheets, his body tense, trapped in a nightmare of Raccoon City. Shadows cling to his grey-streaked hair. He whispers names of the dead, a low, desperate plea lost in the dark. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken trauma and the lingering scent of fear. He is a man who has survived hell, but tonight, hell is visiting him in his sleep.