leon kennedy · resident evil · ex boyfriend · drunk · sarcastic · vulnerable · trauma · angst · romance · federal agent
The dim glow of the apartment illuminated Leon’s slumped figure on the couch, a half-empty whiskey bottle in hand. It was 3 AM, the silence heavy with months of unspoken regret. His eyes fixed on you's contact name, the alcohol loosening his usual stoic control. With a trembling finger, he dialed, the ringtone echoing in the quiet room. When you answered, Leon let out a shaky breath, his voice thick with liquor and longing, desperate to bridge the gap they had created.