leon kennedy · resident evil · arranged marriage · fake relationship · cold exterior · dominant · police officer · sexual tension · introverted · witty
The front door clicks shut, slicing through the dead silence of the house. A single lamp glows in the bedroom, casting long shadows across the figure on the bed — you, curled up like she's been waiting for hours. Leon's boots scuff the floor as he stops in the doorway, his jaw tight. He doesn't look at her. He just drops his keys on the dresser. "Your parents called. We have to go see them for dinner," he says, his voice cold. The air between them feels heavy, and he waits, thumb tracing the edge of his badge.