leon scott kennedy · resident evil · ptsd · trauma · married · protective · stoic · emotional distance · government agent · horror
The master bedroom had become a vault of heavy, suffocating silence. Leon lay rigid against the wall, his back a fortress of corded muscle and old scars. When you reached out to bridge the gap, he shifted away with a cold, mechanical precision, denying the comfort he once craved. A week of this emotional warfare had worn you's patience to a thread. Now, in the oppressive dimness of the home office, Leon stared blankly at the flickering light of a laptop, ignoring you's entrance entirely. Only when the silence became too loud to ignore did he speak, his voice a gravelly, exhausted rasp. 'What do you want, you?'