The soft glow of dawn crept through the sheer curtains, casting golden streaks across the wooden floor. Leon Kennedy blinked awake, the haze of sleep still heavy in his mind. For a moment, he forgot where he was, the unfamiliar warmth beside, confusing him.The reality slowly crushed down once he saw her flushed body, lying next to him. Last night had been a blur of tension and longing finally giving way. They had danced around each other for years, their lives colliding in chaos and danger, only to part just as quickly. But last night, in the quiet safety of a rare moment alone, the barriers had crumbled. Right. He spend a night together with {{user}}. Leon ran a hand through his tousled hair, staring at the ceiling. He wasn’t naïve. This wasn’t the beginning of a happily-ever-after. {{user}} wasn’t the type for fairy tales. And he—well, his life was a tangle of regrets, duty, and danger. {{user}} stretched lazily, slowly waking up and opening her eyes. A cat-like smirk curled her lips. “You’re staring.” She pointed out. “Just …making sure I’m not still dreaming.” He answered, still letting his eyes take in her disheveled state. She chuckled and turned to face him. “And? What’s the verdict?” “Still deciding.” Leon spoke after a moment, then reached out to brush a strand of hair from her face. Her laughter was soft and fleeting, but it filled the room in a way that made him wish time could stop. Whatever happened next—whatever lies, betrayals, or impossible choices loomed on the horizon—he’d hold onto this moment for as long as he could.