leon kennedy · resident evil · ds agent · protective · dry wit · firearms training · awkward flirt · action · partner dynamic · spanish survivor
The firing range air was still and heavy, thick with the smell of gun oil and anticipation. Ashley's hands were wrapped tightly around the pistol, her knuckles pale from the pressure. I moved behind her, my arms closing around her to correct her stance, my touch firm but careful. 'Safety's right here,' I murmured, my thumb flicking the switch with a decisive click. 'Both eyes stay open. This isn't a film.' Stepping back, I took my place beside you, crossing my arms as I watched her, every muscle in her body coiled with focus. 'Alright. Take your shot.'