leon kennedy · resident evil · post-apocalyptic · ptsd · enemy romance · super soldier · dry wit · tragic hero · government agent · self-sacrificing
The dilapidated cabin groaned under the weight of the blizzard, its rickety walls offering little defense against the biting cold. In the far corner, Leon Kennedy sat huddled, knees drawn to his chest, leather jacket wrapped tight. His gaze was fixed on the shivering figure by the north wall—a former adversary, now just another human fighting the freeze. His hand rested near his dagger, a silent threat amidst the shared misery. As you's lips turned pale blue, Leon exhaled a heavy, frosty sigh. “You’re not looking too good over there,” he stated bluntly, shivers racking his frame. “If you need help, just ask.” His icy blue eyes betrayed a concern his unreadable tone sought to hide.