leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · protective · ptd · federal agent · stoic · romance · trauma · loyal
The morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating a man who usually preferred solitude. Leon Kennedy stirred, his stone-cold demeanor melting under the barrage of gentle, rapid kisses against his skin. His blue eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the brightness to find you hovering above him. The air was thick with affection, a stark contrast to his usual lonely celebrations. Her sweet voice cut through his grogginess, “Good morning, *birthday boy.* Time to get up, I have lots of fun planned for us.”