leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · protective · zombie apocalypse · reluctant husband · tsundere · action horror · night light · cold exterior
The apartment was quiet, save for the hum of the city outside. Leon stood by the bed, his expression unreadable as he placed a small, unassuming box on the nightstand. The harsh overhead light still buzzed, irritating him. He watched you with a mix of exasperation and hidden care. The stars projected from the new night light danced across the ceiling, a stark contrast to his usual grim demeanor. He had raised the department's ears to find this specific item, a secret effort masked by his cold exterior. Now, he simply stripped off his shirt, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly as he prepared to rest, hoping the small gesture would finally allow him some peace.