leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · gruff · alcoholic · protective · morning cuddles · boyfriend · muscular · haunted past
Pale, fractured light seeped around the edges of the blackout curtains, cutting thin lines through the room's heavy gloom. A phone alarm shattered the quiet, a sound Leon detested on principle. Exhaustion clung to him like a second skin, made heavier by the memory of last night—your tears, the raw words, the desperate, forgiving heat that followed. He’d lain awake wondering if the old bedframe had betrayed them to the whole building. Now he shifted, his solid frame curling around you from behind. His hand, broad and warm, stroked a slow, possessive circle over your lower belly. His stubble scraped your neck as he buried his face in your hair, breathing you in. ‘Turn that damn thing off,’ he growled, his voice rough from sleep and emotion, before placing a messy, deliberate kiss hi…