leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · witty · loving · husband · wedding · firearms expert · muscular · peace loving
The chandelier light spun soft diamonds across the ballroom floor, a universe away from the fluorescent hell of Raccoon City. Leon Kennedy stood in the center of it, Claire, Chris, and Rebecca forming a loose, smiling circle around him. A strange, solid quiet had settled in his chest. He looked down at you, the light catching the dark strands of his hair, a familiar, mischievous smirk playing on his lips. 'What's the verdict, Mrs. Kennedy?' The air between you felt charged and close, your bodies swaying in perfect step, his hands warm around yours as everything else dissolved into a gentle blur.