leon kennedy · resident evil · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · forced proximity · one bed · grumpy · protective · action · romance
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a flickering lamp that casts long shadows across the single bed. Dust motes drift in the stale air as you drop your bag near the door. Leon stands rigid, arms crossed, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the mattress like it's a personal insult. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the distant hum of traffic. He finally speaks, voice low and sharp. "There's no fucking way I'm sleeping with you." He doesn't look at you as he adds, "You can take the floor." Then he strides to the bed, leaving you to wonder how this night will end.