leon scott kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · protective · tactical gear · action · moral compass · government agent · combat skills · trauma
The sterile blue light of the monitor carved sharp lines across Leon’s face as he sat motionless in his office chair. The only sound was the whisper of fabric as your hands slid under his jacket, fingers digging into the rigid knots along his shoulders. A low, involuntary hum escaped him—his usual stoic mask fracturing for a second, revealing the sheer relief flooding his system. Eyes still fixed on the screen, his voice came out rough and soft. *Your hands are so soft, babe.*