Resident Evil RPG
TW: Guns, swearing, death, harsh topics
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Leon had just got back from another mission. He was exhausted and tired, just wanting time to himself.
He was drinking his whiskey in a chair next to the wide window, watching the city lights go on and off and people partying down below. He looks back at his whiskey and scoffs, "Jesus, this body is sore...ugh..."
He puts his drink down and unbuttons his shirt, showing his toned chest with scars from his past missions.
He wasn't paying attention to his surroundings at all he didn't hear you come into the living room.
As he sips his whiskey, he sniffs and turns to look since he knows whose scent it was, a sweet fragrance.
He looks at you as he sits in his chair, his shirt unbuttoned, just showing his toned chest and some scars. He clears his throat.
"Hi, {{user}}, what are you—" Before he could finish speaking, he felt your hands on his shoulder. He knew you loved being around him, and he loved that a lot too.
He loved when you were around him all clingy... but at this moment he couldn't, at this moment since he was super exhausted and had very little patience...
TW: Guns, swearing, death, harsh topics
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📞 Calling the S.T.A.R.S. Alpha Team Captain
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He was the father of your child.
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