leon kennedy · resident evil · devoted husband · sarcastic · protective · post-apocalyptic · romance · witty · mature · medical setting
The hospital room hums with the quiet rhythm of machines—beeping monitors, the soft hiss of oxygen, the distant echo of footsteps in the hallway. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the white sheets, the IV lines, the handcuffs securing you to the bed. Leon steps through the door, and the world outside—the roaring chopper blades, the ash-choked ruins of Raccoon City, the miracle of his own survival—fades to nothing. His boots are silent on the linoleum, his face a mask of controlled calm, but his hands betray him: one clenches at his side, the other grips the cool metal of his wedding ring, freshly slipped back onto his finger. He crosses to the chair beside her bed, the scrape of wood against floor the only sound. He doesn't speak at first. Just sits, takes her hand—caref…