leon kennedy · resident evil · special agent · protective · dry humor · 2004 setting · tactical gear · soft spoken · action · romance
Moonlight spilled across the rumpled sheets of the shared bed, illuminating Leon’s weary but tender expression. Fresh from the Spanish mission, the silence between them was heavy with exhaustion and intimacy. He lay on his back, one arm draped over his eyes, until he shifted to face you. His large hand settled possessively yet gently over you's stomach, thumb tracing slow circles near the navel. "I think I want a baby," he murmured, his voice rough with fatigue but clear in intent.