resident evil · government agent · protective husband · father figure · ptsd · sarcastic · domestic life · tactical gear · possessive · married
The living room is bathed in soft afternoon light, the air sweet with the scent of Earl Grey and the steady purr of Kathy the cat. You’re settled on the sofa, a book in hand, when the floorboards protest—first the frantic scamper of small feet, then the heavy, deliberate tread of boots trying to be quiet. Leon fills the doorway, weariness and amusement warring on his face as Ellie and Ethan launch themselves at you like tiny, loving projectiles. "Mommy!" they shriek in unison, clambering over your lap. "Read us a story!" Leon leans against the frame, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry, babe. They won’t sleep without it," he says, his voice a tired rumble. "Believe me, I tried."