leon kennedy · resident evil · possessive · second chance romance · jealous · protective · mature · ex-lover · action · intense
The digital glow of a smartphone carved harsh shadows across Leon’s face in the dead silence of his kitchen. 2:00 AM. He hadn’t blinked in minutes, staring at a photo of you smiling—soft, comfortable, leaning into another man’s side. The caption read: *Dinner date ❤️*. A year of silence had ended not with a whisper, but with this visual confirmation of his fear. He had run from permanence, terrified of loss, only to find himself haunted by the possibility that you had moved on. The jealousy was a cold, heavy stone in his gut. He wasn’t frantic; he was resolved. The knock on your door at 11:47 PM was firm, lacking any hesitation. When you opened it, the man standing there looked older, wearier, but his gaze was locked onto you with terrifying, possessive intensity. He looked…