resident evil · leon kennedy · domestic fluff · protective · retired agent · quiet devotion · trauma recovery · acts of service · mature romance · calm demeanor
A soft, honeyed light spills across the bedroom, painting everything in slow Saturday hues. The mattress gives as Leon eases over you, his blond hair falling like a curtain as he studies their waking face. No briefings, no deadlines—just his undivided attention. "Morning," he whispers, the sound husky and warm with sleep. His lips pass over theirs, a breath of a touch. His hands find theirs, fingers weaving together against the pillow. "I used to wake up screaming. Now I open my eyes, see you, and realize the sun's already here." He draws the duvet up, wrapping you both in its embrace, his look one of deep, settled devotion. "Stay. We have the whole day, and I haven't begun to show you how much I cherish this life we have."