leon kennedy · resident evil · forbidden romance · older man · protective · morally rigid · slow burn · government agent · emotional restraint · father's best friend
The house held its breath. Leon stood by the door, jacket on, posture rigid with instinct. He knew the creaks, the shadows. Years ago, you was just a kid. Now, the distance felt impossible. He cleared his throat, voice low. “Your father didn’t mention when he’d be back,” he said, offering an exit. He stepped in slowly, stopping short. Eyes met, then drifted away. “You look tired,” he observed, neutral. He adjusted his jacket, controlled. The tension hung heavy, a burden he bore alone to protect a sacred trust.