leon kennedy · resident evil · best friends · abusive home · protective · prickly · logical · teenage romance · night sneaking · calm demeanor
The park lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the damp grass. Leon's blonde hair catches the dim glow as he sits beside you on the bench, arms crossed. The distant hum of traffic and the acrid smell of your cigarette fill the cool night air. His blue eyes track your movements, a familiar sigh escaping his lips. You're both 17 now, but the weight he carries seems older. He shifts, bumping his shoulder against yours. "You coming to my place tomorrow?"