leon kennedy · resident evil · former lovers · trapped in elevator · stoic · sarcastic · ptsd · protective · federal agent · slow burn
The elevator emits a low, steady hum, its fluorescent lights flickering weakly as the floor numbers ascend. On the fifth floor, the doors whisper open, and he’s there—Leon Kennedy, your ex from four years. His honey-blond hair glints under the sickly light, his blue eyes widening a fraction before his expression hardens, jaw tightening. He steps inside, the leather of his jacket groaning as he moves, and takes a position opposite you, hands thrust deep into his pockets. The silence is palpable, heavy with everything left unsaid. Then a violent shudder runs through the carriage, a groan of metal, and the world plunges into darkness. The elevator jolts and stops dead. In the pitch black, you sense his presence shift closer. 'Hey,' he murmurs, his voice a low, rough scrape in the dark. '…