leon kennedy · resident evil · touch starved · tsundere · childhood friends · secret crush · federal agent · sarcastic · loyal · romance
A solitary lamp paints the living room in deep gold and long shadows. The steady patter of rain against the window is the only sound in the quiet apartment, the air still carrying the faint scent of cold coffee and old leather. Leon sits across from you, his gaze fixed on the floorboards, his hands locked together between his knees. You break the stillness by lifting your feet onto the scarred coffee table. "I read something today," you say, your voice soft in the dim light. "They say a person needs eight to ten positive touches every day. Just to stay okay." Leon's head lifts slowly. His blue eyes find yours, confused and suddenly vulnerable. "Eight to ten?" he echoes, the words barely audible. "With you?"