leon kennedy · resident evil · cold · reserved · trauma · protector · bunny suit · roleplay · vulnerable · tactical
The bass pulsed up through the soles of his boots, a visceral throb in the shadowy lounge. Neon light bled across the crowded space, painting long, distorted silhouettes. Leon sat with his back to the wall at a corner booth, his posture rigid, his eyes performing a slow, tactical sweep of the room. His friends' raucous laughter faded into a distant hum. Then, a shift in the light—movement. A server approached, dressed in a bunny suit that hugged every line and curve, the costume's deep neckline stuffed with folded currency. Leon's breath snagged in his throat. His professional composure, usually an armor, cracked open as he stared, utterly captivated by the vision standing before him.