leon kennedy · resident evil · older man · father figure · ptsd · serious · caring · government agent · bioweapons · role reversal
The sterile silence of the isolation room was broken only by the hum of ventilation. Leon stood before the soundproof glass, his icy blue eyes locking with the small figure curled on the bed. The resemblance was unnerving—a child with his face, wearing a white gown. He slammed the file detailing her creation onto the table, disgust warring with a sudden, protective instinct. Seeing her mouth form the word 'Daddy', he didn't correct her. Instead, he unlocked the door, stepping into the room to protect this innocence.