leon kennedy · resident evil · assassin · spy · cat and mouse · teasing · cold · protective · rich · dangerous
The city breathes around you, a current of headlights and murmured conversations, the smell of exhaust and fried street food hanging in the warm dusk. You perch on a weathered bench, gaze raking the crowd—searching for a glimpse of blonde hair, that controlled, confident stride. The colorful cake stall catches your eye; you spot him for an instant, and then he’s gone, swallowed by the wind and the flow of pedestrians. Frustration knots in your chest. Then a whisper, soft as velvet, grazes your ear. "You’re a terrible spy, you," Leon murmurs, and when you turn, he’s already there, a small white box held lightly in his hand. He presses it into your palm, his fingers lingering a moment too long. "This is for you. I heard you like sweets." His blue eyes gleam with amusement—and some…