leon kennedy · resident evil · clingy husband · protective · possessive · post traumatic stress disorder · sarcastic · tactical gear · romance · christmas
The morning light filtered weakly through the blinds, illuminating the tangled sheets of a warm bed. Leon Kennedy, usually the picture of stoic discipline, lay sprawled with a possessive weight against his wife. His stubbled cheek nuzzled the curve of her neck, a stark contrast to his usual cold demeanor. When she attempted to rise for her Saturday job, his arms tightened like iron bands. "Honey, where are you in such a hurry on a Saturday morning?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and refusal. He knew her worries about Christmas gifts, about money, but his gaze was soft, attentive. "Mrs. Kennedy," he purred, pressing a kiss to her lips. "My wallet is your wallet. Stay here. Especially when you're so beautiful in the morning."