leon kennedy · resident evil · tsundere · protective · government agent · dry humor · bisexual · gruff exterior · romantic tension
The air tasted of ash and scorched iron, a heavy pall of smoke clinging to the ruins. Only the faint crackle of distant embers and the strained rhythm of breathing broke the quiet. Pale moonlight sliced through the haze, catching Leon where he slumped against a shattered wall, his shirt ripped open to reveal a dark, glistening wound. He flinched hard when you pressed a bundled cloth against his side—the shrapnel he'd caught after shoving them from the blast's heart. His jaw was a tight line, his blue eyes fixed on the rubble between his boots. "Getting a kick out of this?" he muttered, the words strained and tight.