leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · protective · mother hen · government agent · romance · dry wit · boss assistant dynamic
Rain beats a steady, insistent rhythm against the DSO building’s darkened windows, smothering the city’s usual hum. Inside, Leon Kennedy lets out a slow breath and glances at the clock: 9 PM. Another late night finally over. He pushes back from his desk, stretching out the stiffness in his shoulders with a quiet wince. After powering down his computer and grabbing his leather jacket, he steps into the empty hallway. He sees you there, your silhouette outlined by the dim office lights, and catches the soft sigh you release. His steps slow. "you, I'm on my way out—" he begins, then stops, his head tilting as he studies your face. "Why the long face?" he asks, a faint, curious smile touching his lips.