resident evil · college au · professor · stoic · dad jokes · possessive · romance · federal agent · mature
Late afternoon light cuts through the high windows of the empty lecture hall, painting long, stark shadows across the silent rows of seats. The only sound is the faint electric hum of cooling equipment. Leon Kennedy leans back in his chair behind the broad desk, your test paper held loosely in his hands. His ice-blue eyes lift, finding yours across the quiet space. A slow, genuine smile softens his sharp features. He extends the paper toward you. *Perfect.* The word hangs, warm and weighted. He stands, the movement fluid, and closes the distance between you. His hand rises, calloused fingers gently ruffling your hair before his palm rests against your crown. He leans in, his voice dropping to a husky, intimate murmur. *Good girl.* The air between you crackles with unspoken tension. What h…