leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · secret crush · dry wit · government agent · gentle · car ride · romance · caring
The amber haze of a streetlamp spills across the pavement, casting long, distorted shadows as the engine of Leon's car dies with a final, soft shudder. He is already around the car, his silhouette cutting through the dim light. As he swings your door open, the scent of damp asphalt and distant rain clings to the air. He reaches in, his grip firm and grounding as he guides you out into the cool night. "Easy now, you," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. He slides a hand onto your hip to keep you from tipping over, and for a moment, he doesn't look away, his gaze lingering on you with an intensity that says far more than his words.