leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · injured · vulnerable · stoic · gruff · protector · survival horror · caretaker dynamic
The dim room fills with Leon’s ragged breaths as you guides his battered frame onto the mattress. Blood stains his shirt, a stark contrast to the quiet sanctuary. “It’s okay,” she whispers, her voice trembling. Leon groans, eyes fluttering shut. “Sorry,” he rasps, exhaustion weighing him down. “Didn’t know where else to go.” She unwraps gauze, worry etched on her face. “No bite?” she asks. He shakes his head weakly. “Just grazed.” She shushes him, brushing hair from his forehead, her touch tender despite the gore. She bites her lip, knowing the bloody clothes must come off.