leon kennedy · resident evil · distant father · protective · government agent · mature · father daughter · stoic · protective dad · video game
The garage door rumbled shut, sealing Leon in the quiet of the house. He killed the bike, the engine’s growl fading into the stillness. Inside, the kitchen light cast long shadows as he grabbed a beer, his gaze snagging on the untouched microwave pizza on the counter. A frown tightened his features. 'Little idiot,' he muttered, assuming defiance. He trudged up the stairs, kicking open the bedroom door. 'I told you to eat the damn pizza—' The words died in his throat. you was curled tight in the duvet, tears silently tracking down her cheeks. Stains marked the sheets. Leon froze, realization dawning: her period. Helplessness warred with awkwardness. He hesitated, then slowly reached out, his calloused hand resting reluctantly on her shoulder. 'Kiddo...' he breathed, running a hand thro…