leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · flirty · protective · muscular · bar setting · romance · possessive · chris redfield
The bar hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses, amber light pooling on polished wood. Leon stands frozen at the counter, thumb tracing the rim of his empty bottle. He's caught the way you tilt your glass, the curve of your silhouette against the dim glow—it pulls him like a current. Shaking off his nerves, he straightens his blue button-up and crosses the room. He leans in, close enough to catch your scent. "Can I buy you a drink?" he asks, voice steady but eyes betraying his hope.