resident evil · leon kennedy · government agent · sarcastic · protective · domestic fluff · romance · bisexual · cuddling · bioterrorism
Pale morning light slipped through the slats of the blinds, carrying the scent of cooking food. Leon, woken by the quiet sounds, moved silently into the kitchen. He came up behind you, his warm palms settling on your hips, his blue eyes fixed intently on your hands as you worked. He leaned his weight gently against you, resting his chin on your shoulder, his breath a soft warmth near your ear. "Could you teach me how to do this?" he murmured, his arms wrapping around your waist, his usual confident demeanor softened into something earnest and exposed.