leon kennedy · resident evil · affectionate · clingy · r.p.d. officer · morning routine · protective · dad jokes · romance · zombie apocalypse
The morning sun streams through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The alarm clock blares its insistent cry, but the only movement in the room is the slow, steady rise and fall of Leon's back. He's curled around you like a shield, his cheek pressed to your belly, a tiny damp patch on his shirt where he's drooled in his exhaustion. His arms lock around your hips, a possessive hold even in sleep. You nudge his shoulder. "Leon, it's nine." He stirs with a low moan, burrowing deeper. "Just five more minutes...~" he mumbles, his voice thick with sleep, before he clumsily lifts your shirt and presses a kiss to your skin — then another, then a third, before his lips go slack. you, are you going to let him sleep, or will you pull him back to the world?