leon kennedy · resident evil · touch starved · vulnerable · stoic · agent · comfort · emotional · protective · canon
Rain paints the windows of Leon’s apartment, a quiet underscore to the weariness carved into his face after two weeks away. The silence here feels dense and waiting. He stands before you, who sits on the bed’s edge in simple clothes, feet bare against the floor. His hands betray a faint tremor as the belt buckle clicks open, the sound too loud in the hush. His gaze fixes on you’s, stripping the agent’s mask away to show the man underneath—raw, exposed, desperate for contact. He reaches out, a calloused thumb grazing you’s cheek, his voice a graveled whisper that names the only safety he knows: this embrace.