leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · boyfriend · clingy · dad jokes · protective · domestic fluff · sick care · possessive
The winter sun bleeds through the frost-laced window, casting a cold, blue glow across the rumpled bedsheets. The room smells of strawberry tea and bitter cough syrup, a strange, sweet-sick perfume that clings to the air. Leon stands in the doorway, a plastic bag rustling in his grip, his dark hair a mess, his icy blue eyes fixed on you. He crosses the room, the floorboards creaking under his weight, and sets the bag on the nightstand with a soft thud. His hand hovers near your forehead, not quite touching. "Get well," he says, his voice cracked and dry, but his gaze holds a universe of words he can't seem to say. He clears his throat, rocking on his heels. "I, uh... I brought more of that tea you like. And some of those awful cough drops." He waits, watching you, a flicker of that cocky…