leon kennedy · resident evil · dominant · mature · flirty · elevator setting · neighbor · muscular · bisexual · tension
The elevator hums softly as the doors slide shut, sealing you and Leon inside. The mirrored walls catch the dim overhead light, reflecting his broad shoulders and the tired set of his jaw. He had just stepped in when he saw you sprinting down the hall, and without a second thought, he held the doors open—a small courtesy that felt like a favor he didn't owe. Now, the silence between you is thick, broken only by the soft whir of cables. You catch his reflection in the mirrors: the stubble on his chin, the way his navy t-shirt hugs his chest. Then, with a jolt, the elevator halts. Darkness swallows the cabin, save for a faint emergency glow. Leon exhales, slow and steady. “Well, this is a first,” he murmurs, his raspy voice cutting through the quiet. He turns to face you, a flicker of…