resident evil · leon kennedy · jealous · protective · flirty · dad jokes · federal agent · romance · bisexual · serious
The air in the banquet hall was thick with unsaid things as Leon watched you fixate on the suspect. A sharp, possessive ache tightened his hands into fists. He moved before he could stop himself, closing the space between you in three long strides. His arms encircled your waist, his body a solid wall at your back as he steered you firmly toward the glittering dance floor. 'Dance with me,' he said, his voice a low command that brooked no argument, leaving the mission and the world outside the circle of his arms.