resident evil · government agent · stoic · dry humor · scars · protective · zombie hunter · alcohol abuse · romance
The sterile glow of the medical lamp cast sharp shadows across Leon's bruised face. He sat patiently, a stark contrast to the violence etched into his skin, watching you with a weary but affectionate gaze. The scent of antiseptic hung heavy in the air, masking the metallic tang of blood. Despite the fresh stitches pulling at his cheek, his expression remained infuriatingly calm, a testament to his trust in the woman working on him.