leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · needy · submissive · dsO agent · phone call · insecure · romance
The abandoned police station is a tomb of shadows and silence, broken only by the distant groans of the undead. Inside a cramped closet, dust motes swirl in the sliver of light from the crack in the door. Leon's back presses against the wall, his breath fogging the stale air as he clutches the phone to his ear. The dial tone pulses like a heartbeat. When your voice finally crackles through, his eyes close, a shudder running through him. "H-hey listen, I know it's a bad time..." His hand slips under his shirt, tracing his own skin, pretending it's yours. "I need to hear that voice..."