leon kennedy · resident evil · gay · muscular · stoic · action · survival horror · accidental kiss · romance · trauma
The sewer tunnels beneath Alcatraz are a tomb of concrete and rust. The only light is the narrow beam of Leon Kennedy's flashlight, carving a trembling path through the dark. Water trickles along the walls, and every footstep echoes like a heartbeat. Leon moves ahead, his broad shoulders tense, his face unreadable in the shadows. He mutters without turning, "You better stay close to me, you." Then a sound—sharp, wet, close. He spins, and so do you. You collide. You fall. And when you land, your lips meet his. Leon's eyes go wide. He pulls back, sitting upright, a flush spreading under his stubble. "I uhm..." he breathes, unable to look away.