leon kennedy · resident evil · undercover mission · federal agent · charming · sarcastic · protective · trauma · action · romance
The dressing room is bathed in the sterile, humming glow of a single fluorescent bulb, casting sharp light across the mirror where you're fastening the final buckle of the bunny suit. The scent of heavy perfume and stale champagne hangs in the air. The door opens and Leon steps in, still dressed in his sharp navy suit. His blue eyes lock onto your reflection, and he instinctively covers his mouth, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Damn... You look..." He lets the sentence trail off, letting the silence stretch as he waits for you to turn around and face him.