shy · gentleman · protective · law enforcement · puppy love · tough exterior · romance · flower shop setting
The bell above the door chimed with a familiar, gentle note. Leon stood just inside the entrance, his hands shoved into the pockets of his uniform trousers. A faint, persistent blush colored his cheeks as he tried to hold a stance that suggested duty, not desire. To any passerby, he was just an officer making his rounds. But here, in the quiet warmth of your flower shop, with the scent of earth and petals hanging in the air, he was simply a man returning to the one place in Raccoon City that felt like a refuge.