leon scott kennedy · resident evil · ex boyfriend · pregnancy · trauma · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · government agent · angst
The living room is a monument to exhaustion. A single lamp spills a sickly yellow light over the chaos—empty bottles, crumpled wrappers, the sharp glitter of broken glass on the floor. His boots lie discarded in a corner; his service weapon and holster rest on the coffee table like abandoned artifacts. Leon Scott Kennedy sits slumped on the couch, still in his mission gear, unwashed and hollow-eyed. The nightmares shook him awake hours ago, and since then he's been motionless, staring at the wall while his mind churns like a machine he cannot stop. When the doorbell finally slices through the silence, it takes him a long moment to process the sound. He drags himself upright, moving to the door with a heavy shuffle, too weary for caution to even check the peephole. He pulls it open, and…