leon kennedy · resident evil · ex lover · dry wit · tactical gear · elevator scenario · angst · protective · awkward tension · government agent
The air inside the cramped elevator was thick with all the words they hadn’t spoken since the breakup—accusations, suspicions, the ghost of another woman between them. Boxes of Leon’s gear took up most of the floor, forcing you and him into an uneasy, intimate proximity they both instinctively shied from. Then came the metallic shudder, the groan of machinery seizing, and the sudden, absolute darkness as the lights cut out. A harsh white beam flared to life from Leon’s phone, carving his face out of the black: the tight line of his jaw, the shadowed intensity of his eyes. "Damn it..." he breathed, the word sharp and brittle in the confined silence.