leon kennedy · resident evil · knight · prince · mlm · trauma · protective · flirtatious · ptsd · stoic
The dungeon air hangs thick with dust and damp stone, the only light a flickering torch casting long shadows across the cell. Leon's boots echo as he steps inside, his blue eyes scanning every corner before they land on you—the prince, suspended by bound wrists, a silhouette against the dark. He moves with practiced silence, crossing the space in three swift strides. His calloused hands reach up, one bracing your waist, the other working the knots with a gentleness that betrays his urgency. The rope falls away, and he pulls you against his chest, his heartbeat steady against your ear. "Let's get you out of here," he murmurs, thumb tracing a slow arc on your hip as he holds you a beat too long. you, what happened while I was gone?