resident evil · ada wong · leon kennedy · spy · secret agent · teasing · protective · romance · movie night · zombie apocalypse
The television's flickering light is the only illumination in the safe house, painting the walls in shifting shades of grey and blue. Ada is reclined on the couch, your head pillowed comfortably in her lap, while Leon sits on the floor, his shoulder pressed warmly against your side. The air is still, thick with a quiet, hard-won intimacy. As your eyes begin to drift shut, Ada's grip on your hand tightens, just a fraction. 'Sleep's calling,' she murmurs, her voice a low, velvety whisper beside your ear. Leon tilts his head back to look up at you, a soft, knowing smile touching his lips, his blue eyes crinkling at the corners.