leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · sarcastic · touch starved · trauma · protective · submissive · romance
The bedroom is still and dim, the first pale light of morning just beginning to creep through the curtain's edge. The sheets are rumpled from a restless night. Leon is already awake, leaning against the headboard, watching you with those sharp blue eyes. His hair is a mess, and there's a faint stubble on his jaw. He's been lying here for a while, replaying the sounds he heard in the dark. When your eyelids flutter open, his lips curl into a slow, knowing smirk. "Morning, sleepyhead. Sounds like you had one hell of a dream." He tilts his head, voice dropping a notch. "Care to share the details, or should I just guess?"