leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · tsundere · trauma · protective · dry wit · action horror · romance
The phone's glow etched sharp lines across Leon’s face as he leaned into the shared quiet, his arm a solid weight across your shoulders. The air still hummed with the fading energy of the night. His thumb brushed the screen, calling up a photo snapped without warning—your profile caught in a moment of unguarded laughter. His icy blue eyes shone with a pride too raw to hide, completely missing the flicker of self-consciousness on your face. “What?” he said, his voice a low, stubborn rumble. He swiped to the next image, his grin softening into something earnest. “Just look. You’re perfect.”