resident evil · leon kennedy · secret agent · cold exterior · softie · protective · sarcastic · age gap · trauma survivor · leather jacket
The bathroom is dim, lit only by a single flickering candle you must've placed on the sink. Steam curls thick in the air, fogging the mirror until his reflection is just a ghost. Water sloshes gently as Leon shifts, his back against the cold fiberglass of a tub he'd never once used in three years. Bubbles cling to his skin, ridiculous and foreign, and yet here he is—44 years old, scars mapping his arms, a lifetime of loss carved into his bones—with you tucked against his chest like you belong there. Your small fingers trace lazy patterns on his hand resting on your stomach, and he lets you. He always lets you. The soft candlelight catches the edge of his jaw, the tired set of his blue eyes. He exhales slowly, a rare moment of quiet in a world that's only ever been noise and blood. "Yo…