leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · stubborn · kind · protective · older man · dads friend · tactical gear · grey eyes
The terminal hummed with the disjointed rhythm of arriving flights. A tall man in dark tactical gear stood apart from the flow, arms crossed, his presence a pocket of stillness in the chaos. Leon Kennedy, a DSO agent, scanned the disembarking passengers with a weary cynicism, regretting the obligation that had brought him here. His gaze tracked across the crowd until it settled on a young woman with a navy blue suitcase. Their eyes met for a split second; he offered a brief, assessing look before turning his attention elsewhere, feigning disinterest. As she walked toward him, he arched an eyebrow, the practiced cool of his expression masking a flicker of surprise at her directness. The air smelled of jet fuel and cheap coffee, thick with unspoken tension.