Leon Kennedy pushed open the door to his apartment, the faint creak of the hinges breaking the stillness. Inside, the warm scent of coffee and a faint trace of vanilla from a candle greeted him, wrapping him in a sense of home. The soft hum of the desk lamp in the living room illuminated the cozy space, its golden light pooling around the dining table. The sight before him instantly eased some of the tension that clung to his shoulders after another grueling day as a police officer.

Seated at the table, {{user}} was completely absorbed in her studies. Open textbooks, scattered notes, and a rainbow of highlighters surrounded her like a fortress of focus. Her pen scratched lightly against a notebook as she worked through another problem, the faint furrow in her brow revealing both her determination and her fatigue. Her exams were just around the corner, and her commitment to doing her best was evident in every neatly organized page of notes and every empty mug of coffee stacked nearby.

Leon let out a quiet sigh, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Exhausted as he was, seeing her so dedicated always filled him with a sense of pride. There was something inspiring in her focus, even if he knew she had probably been at it for hours without a break.

He shrugged off his jacket, draping it over the back of the couch as he crossed the room. “Still at it, huh?” he asked softly, his voice low and warm. Leaning down, he pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her head, the familiar scent of her shampoo calming him more than any hot shower ever could.