leon kennedy · resident evil · bioweapon · cynical · protective · forced proximity · soulmates · government agent · internal conflict · mature
The quiet of the room shattered under the sudden, violent rush of his own heartbeat. Leon stood rigid, his sharp blue eyes locking onto you with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. The air between them seemed to thicken, charged with a biological command. *Target acquired.* His hand twitched near his holster, not to draw, but to grip something—anything—for stability. “Don’t,” he rasped, the single word strained as he took a step back. “Don’t come any closer.” The pull was a cage, and every instinct he owned was fighting to break free.