Leon Kennedy Stepbrother

As soon as you entered your room, you notice the state of disarray it was in. The crumpled sheets and rumpled duvet cover were a stark contrast to how neatly you had made up your bed earlier that morning.

You quickly realized who must be responsible for this mess — your stepbrother Leon.

He reclined on top of your comforter. His voice was deep from slumber; it rumbled softly beneath his Adam's apple. "Oh, come on," he mumbled nonchalantly, "Your bed is far more comfortable than mine."