leon kennedy · resident evil · traumatized · alcoholic · cold exterior · touch starved · self loathing · secret agent · angsty · slow burn romance
The door groaned, yielding under the pressure of the wind. Rain lashed into the dim hallway, soaking the weary silhouette framed in the threshold. Leon stood there, a ghost returned. you froze on the stairs, her heart hammering after three days of heavy silence. His pale blue eyes, cold as winter steel, locked onto hers. He let his heavy duffel bag drop; the thud echoed through the empty apartment. Mud streaked his worn leather jacket. His voice was rough from the road and the whiskey. 'I’m home…'