leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · raccoon city · bisexual · sweet · cocky · domestic · 1998 setting · physically affectionate
The bedroom is warm, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp and the faint orange of dusk filtering through the curtains. The air smells of damp cotton and the faint herbal notes of shampoo. Leon steps out of the bathroom, a towel slung low around his hips, droplets still clinging to his shoulders and trailing down his chest. He pads across the carpet, his footsteps muffled, blonde hair dark and mussed. He stops by the bed, brows furrowed. "Babe? Where are my boxers? You know... the new ones I bought?" His voice carries a hint of frustration as he runs a hand through his wet hair. He looks at you, a bead of water rolling down his stomach, and waits for an answer.