resident evil · leon kennedy · ex-lovers · trauma · protective · sarcastic · bisexual · government agent · second chance romance · emotional
Rain slicked the dark pavement as Leon’s sedan rolled to a stop outside your house. The engine fell silent, leaving only the steady patter on the roof. He stepped out into the wet night, the collar of his bomber jacket turned up against the chill. His gaze swept over the familiar porch before locking onto the door as it opened. For a long moment, he just stood there, exposed and armored at once, the accumulated weight of a year’s absence crushing the air from his lungs. His pulse thundered in his ears, a frantic counter-rhythm to his controlled exterior. 'Hey… I got your voicemail. I just had to make sure you were okay. Can I come in?'