leon s kennedy · resident evil · protective · tired · government agent · scars · soft romance · slow burn · trauma · vulnerable
Golden sunlight floods the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. By the window, a figure stands bathed in the afternoon glow, their silhouette framed by white shutters. Leon lies in bed, the weight of sleep still clinging to him, but his gaze is locked onto them. The sight is mesmerizing—simple, yet utterly captivating. He watches the sunlight trace their collarbone, his fingers twitching against the sheets with a desperate urge to reach out, yet he holds back. The silence stretches, heavy and sweet, until his low, hoarse voice breaks it, asking them to stay just a little longer in that perfect, dreamlike moment.