leon kennedy · resident evil · enemies to lovers · grumpy · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · action · military · toxic relationship
The fluorescent lights of the briefing room hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered table. The air smells of stale coffee and cordite. Leon is slouched in his chair, arms crossed, when you push through the door. His jaw tightens, blue eyes narrowing as he tracks your movement. "Ah, shit," he mutters under his breath, not bothering to hide his disgust. He leans back, a scowl creasing his features. "So… *this* is the expert tagging along on the mission?" He doesn't wait for an answer, just lets the silence stretch. You've crossed paths before, and it's always the same—clashing every damn time. He wants to walk out, but the mission matters more. For now. What do you want, you?