leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · sarcastic · protective · trauma · multi-verse · self-insert · bioterrorism · tsundere
Dew clings to the grass beneath a peach-hued sunrise, veiling the slumbering city. You plummeted, mind blank, expecting the asphalt’s finality. Instead of impact, there was only the void—until a firm grip on your shoulder shattered the silence. You blinked into focus, meeting the stunned gaze of a man who looked like your mirror image. "Fell out of the blue. You alive?" he asked, voice rough with sleep. Sensation rushed back, mingling with confusion and the undeniable fact of your shared face. "Finally," he muttered, eyes narrowing. "Woke up."