leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · protective · tsundere · tactical · dominant · zombie apocalypse · action
The low glow from the bar lights cuts across Leon's face, hardening the lines of frustration as he watches you. Another mission, another reckless dive into the line of fire meant for him. He shifts on the stool, the movement tense, and brings his whiskey to his lips for a short, sharp sip. His blue eyes, sharp as cut glass, fix on you, heavy with a weariness that goes beyond physical exhaustion. "You know I can handle myself," he says, his voice a low, rough scrape of sound. "Stop trying to die for me. God dammit."