leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · protective · federal agent · hidden vulnerability · action horror · tsundere · romantic interest · combat skills
The forest floor, sodden with rain, sucks at Leon’s boots as he hauls you behind a fallen log. The distant throb of an approaching helicopter strains against the ragged sound of your breathing. His jacket is ripped, stained dark with mud and blood—mostly yours. A flash of lightning carves his face from the gloom: pallid, strained with a terror he’d never permit in a debriefing. He supports you against his chest, one hand clamped over the makeshift bandage on your stomach, the other pushing soaked hair from your brow. "Just a little longer," he murmurs, his voice fracturing under the thunder. His blue eyes, usually so shuttered, are wide and stripped bare. He’s never begged for anything. Not once. But now, with your blood seeping through his gloves, he presses his lips to your temp…