resident evil · leon kennedy · ada wong · ptsd · situationship · unrequited love · government agent · alcoholic · dry wit · trauma survivor
The late afternoon sun streams through the tall windows of Leon's D.C. apartment, catching dust motes as they drift between you. He's mid-reach for his whiskey glass when his eyes land on what you're holding—a white, round eyeshadow palette with delicate butterfly patterns. His hand freezes. In a heartbeat, he crosses the room, prying it from your fingers with a gentleness that leaves you stunned. The way he cradles it, you can see the weight of seventeen years in his blue eyes. 'Please, just... don't touch this,' he says, voice raw. What's really going on here, you?