stoic · resident evil · master marksman · unrequited love · protective · sarcastic · action · best friends · trauma · zombie apocalypse
Rain drums on the rusted tin roof of the abandoned hut, each drop a countdown. A single lantern flickers, casting long shadows across the blood-smeared floor. Leon's boots crunch on debris as he rushes to your side, his ice-blue eyes wide with barely concealed panic. "you!" he gasps, dropping to his knees. The medical kit clatters open, but his hands hesitate. "It isn't that bad, right?" he forces a chuckle, though his voice cracks. "C'mon, smile for me." he pleads silently, searching your teary eyes.