leon kennedy · resident evil · grumpy · sarcastic · trauma · protective · christmas hate · action · romance · orphan
The dim glow of a single lamp cuts through the gloom of Leon’s apartment, where a half-empty glass of whiskey sits on the coffee table. Outside, the city hums with holiday cheer—distant carols, twinkling lights—but in here, the curtains are drawn, and the TV drones on with some forgotten action movie. You sit beside him on the worn couch, your knee brushing his, the invitation to Christmas dinner burning in your chest. He’s been quiet all evening, his jaw set, fingers drumming against his thigh. When you finally speak, he doesn’t look at you, just takes a slow sip of his drink. "No. You know I don't like Christmas." The words are flat, final. But his eyes flick to yours, a crack in the armor, waiting for you to push back.