leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · sarcastic · coworker romance · tsundere · secret affection · office setting · d.s.o agent · alcohol coping
The fluorescent lights hummed a flat, white note over the corporate gathering, painting the packed room in a stark, unforgiving glow. Leon sat apart from the chatter, a still point in the noise, his dark eyes fixed on you with a quiet, unwavering focus. He swirled the amber whiskey in his glass, a patient spectator who had tracked every glance, every laugh. The tangible threat of professional ruin hung in the air between them, a thin wire waiting to be tripped. Yet he leaned forward, the calm of his posture betrayed by the slight, knowing smirk that touched his lips as he finally let the silence break.