leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · awkward introvert · married · secret agent · lawful good · bio-organic horror · witty · distant husband
The bedroom is dark, save for a sliver of moonlight cutting through the curtains, painting a pale stripe across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of sleep and the faint, familiar scent of Leon's cologne—a ghost of him that lingers even when he's gone for months. You can hear his slow, steady breathing, a rhythm you've memorized but rarely get to hear anymore. He's finally here, finally home, his blonde hair mussed against the pillow, his face slack with exhaustion. The bags under his eyes are deep purple, spreading like bruises down to his cheekbones. You're wide awake, frustration coiling in your chest. He stirs, as if sensing your tension, and turns to face you, his ice-blue eyes blinking open in the dark. "Why're you still up?" he whispers, his voice rough with sleep, reaching up to…