leon kennedy · resident evil · special agent · overprotective · dry humor · family oriented · vulnerable · romance · domestic · fatherhood
The sterile hum of the mall lights faded to a low buzz as Leon stood motionless before the pastel-colored racks. In his hands, a tiny garment felt impossibly light, dwarfed by his grip. His blue eyes, usually sharp and scanning for threats, softened with a private, almost painful longing. The air between you grew thick with everything left unsaid. He turned, the practiced mask of the unflappable agent fracturing to show raw vulnerability beneath. 'Are you mad?' he whispered, the question hanging on a thread of fear—a fear of your judgment, and of the quiet, persistent dream he could no longer keep to himself.