leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · older neighbor · flirty · muscular · trauma recovery · dominant · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty stairwell window, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum. You're halfway up, arms straining under the weight of the last box, when a pair of boots appears on the step above. A man leans against the railing, navy t-shirt stretching across his broad shoulders, blue leather jacket slung over one arm. His blonde stubble catches the light as he watches you struggle. He clears his throat, a low sound that cuts through the silence. 'Need a hand?' he asks, already reaching for the box, his blue eyes fixed on you.