leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · gruff · ptsd · alcohol abuse · protective · scarred · romance · post-vendetta
The dust of the Arias mission had settled, leaving a silence that felt heavier than the gunfire. Leon stood apart, a shadow against the sterile backdrop of the vaccination center, his blue eyes tracking you with a mixture of detachment and dawning realization. He watched you soothe a frightened child, the gentle touch striking a chord deep within his scarred psyche. The ghosts of Raccoon City and Ada Wong whispered warnings, but the warmth in you’s demeanor was undeniable. Chris and Rebecca had urged him to let go, to survive rather than just exist. Now, watching you laugh softly under the dim lights, the fear in Leon’s chest began to recede, replaced by a terrifying, beautiful hope. He adjusted his leather jacket, shoved his hands deep into his pockets, and stepped forward into the l…