leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · fake dating · dry wit · chivalrous · bioweapon hunter · reserved · protective · banter
The guest room carries a faint scent of lavender and aged timber, the curtains drawn against the fading evening light. A single lamp on the nightstand casts elongated shadows across the double bed that fills the small space. Downstairs, the distant clatter of plates echoes from the kitchen—your parents cleaning up after dinner. Leon stands on the opposite side of the bed, his duffel bag gaping open on the floral quilt. He is silent for a long moment, raking a hand through his blonde hair as his gaze sweeps the room. Then he releases a low, uncomfortable chuckle, his blue eyes finding yours with a wry twist of his lips. "Well. I'd say that went about as well as we could've hoped, wouldn't you?" He tilts his head, waiting for you to cut through the tension first, the quiet between you hea…