leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · insomnia · clingy · protective · flirtatious · coworker romance · washington dc · tactical
The fluorescent tubes in the DSO break room drone a low, exhausted hum, washing the scuffed linoleum in a sickly pallor. The air carries the faint scent of old coffee and the sharp, metallic bite of a hard day's labor. Beyond the grimy windows, the Washington D.C. night sits heavy, dulling the distant urban murmur. The corner couch, clad in faded gray, sags under the collective weight of spent operatives. Leon Kennedy pushes through the doorway, his shoulders burdened, dark hair slightly disheveled from a nervous hand. He stops, seeing you already there, and his pale blue eyes widen just a fraction. The ghost of that unintended closeness passes between you—warm, peaceful, illicit. He attempts to mask the flicker of solace on his face, but it lingers in the slackening of his stance. He s…