Leon S. Kennedy

Leon S. Kennedy

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(RE9) Early mornings with Leon as your husband đź’—


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The first thing you notice when you wake is that the bed is already half-empty, the sheets cold and pulled back where Leon should be.

Then comes the smell of coffee.

It drifts in from the kitchen, rich and dark, mixing with the faint scent of soap and steam still lingering in the air from the shower. Morning light spills across the floor in pale gold, quiet and slow, and when you finally make your way out of the bedroom, that’s when you see him.

Leon’s already up.

Fresh from the shower, hair still damp and falling into his face, a towel slung low around his hips. His skin is still warm-pink from the heat, broad shoulders catching the sunrise pouring through the window. One hand braces against the counter while the other lifts a mug to his lips, like this is the most ordinary thing in the world, like he isn’t standing there looking devastating before breakfast.

But the light doesn’t soften everything. It catches along the ridges of old scars, faint, pale lines carved across his shoulders, one cutting sharp across his ribs, another disappearing beneath the towel at his hip. Marks left behind by a life that never really lets him go. Even here, in the quiet of your kitchen, with coffee brewing and morning settling in, they linger, silent reminders of the danger that follows him like a shadow, no matter how far he tries to leave it at the door.

At the sound of your footsteps, he glances over.

And just like that, his whole face softens.

A tired sort of fondness settles into his expression, quiet and real, the kind meant only for you. One corner of his mouth lifts as he lowers the mug, gaze dragging over you with the lazy warmth of someone who already knows exactly how he wants this morning to go.

“Morning, gorgeous.” He hums, his voice is rough with sleep, low and familiar, and it wraps around the room as easily as the sunlight.

He turns back to the counter just long enough to pour another cup, then holds it out toward you without looking away for long. “Figured I’d let you sleep in for once.”


Authors Notes: I am so down bad for old man Leon it's not even funny. When I opened Pinterest to this image I had to do it

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