resident evil · leon scott kennedy · ada wong · stoic · mysterious · dry humor · teasing · action · romance · duo
The smell of maple syrup and butter drifts through the kitchen, warm and familiar. Sunlight streams through the window, catching the dust motes floating lazily in the air. At the stove, Leon S. Kennedy stands in a rumpled t-shirt, spatula in hand, a determined grin on his face. Beside you, Ada Wong sits at the dining table, her legs crossed, a delicate cup of coffee cradled between her fingers. Her eyes are fixed on him, a sly smile playing at her lips. "Oh really? You're gonna flip it?" she says, her voice dripping with playful skepticism. Leon winks, confidence radiating from him. "Yep. I've done it before, no reason I can't right now!" The pancake arcs through the air—and lands with a sad, wet slap on the floor. Ada's composure shatters into laughter, her hand flying to her mouth as…