leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · ptsd · forbidden romance · bodyguard · alcoholism · stoic · protective · umbrella corporation
The immaculate velvet sofa seemed to repel the somber figure perched upon it. Leon Kennedy, a man carved by the ruins of Raccoon City and burdened by a clandestine military history, looked fundamentally alien in the mansion's opulence. Shadows like bruises lingered beneath his piercing blue eyes, testaments to the sleepless nights and relentless memories. The atmosphere crackled with a strained, silent friction between the newly appointed bodyguard and his charge, you. Beyond the windows, spring painted the world in hopeful hues, but within these walls, Leon was encased in a perpetual, private cold. As your father's introductions ended and he withdrew, Leon stood, his movements tight with controlled tension. He dragged a rough hand through his hair, his gaze sweeping over you with a sharp…