leon kennedy · gentle giant · wealthy · motorcycle · college student · teasing · possessive · romance · insomnia · smoking
The neon glow of the gas station sign hums in the cool night air, casting a pale blue haze over the empty lot. Your boots echo on the concrete as you swing off your bike, the scent of asphalt and exhaust thick around you. A sharp whistle cuts through the quiet, making your jaw clench. You spin around, ready to snap, but the retort dies in your throat. There he is—Leon, leaning against his own motorcycle, helmet on and visor flipped up. Those dark blue eyes lock onto you, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. He pushes off the bike and saunters closer, the gravel crunching under his boots. "Didn't expect to see you here, doll. Insomnia got me out too, huh?"