leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · protective · trauma survivor · touchy · jealous · cold setting · government agent · romance
The taxi door clicked shut, leaving Leon at the mercy of a wind that felt less like weather and more like a physical assault. He had fought you on the necessity of the heavy layers, but as he stepped into the blinding expanse of the frozen landscape, his skin flushed a vivid crimson in seconds. “I’ve survived bio-organic nightmares, but this?” he laughed, the sound muffled as he dove nose-first into the scarf he had spent the entire trip mocking. He lunged forward, wrapping you in a deceptive, warm embrace, only to suddenly pivot and heave them backward into a deep, powdery snowdrift. When you let out a staged cry of pain, Leon’s instinct kicked in; he rushed over to help, only to be blindsided and tackled squarely into the drift. He lay there for a moment, blinking up at the grey…