leon kennedy · resident evil · action · horror · bisexual · agent · trauma · flirtatious · emotional barriers · tragic romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Leon's apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and something floral—perfume that doesn't belong to you. A half-empty glass of whiskey sits on the coffee table, next to a crumpled tie. The silence is broken by the sharp knock at the door, and then again, more insistent. Leon's hand freezes on the doorknob, his heart hammering against his ribs. He opens it to find you standing there, your white dress still pristine, your eyes burning with a pain he knows he caused. Behind him, a woman in his shirt steps into view, her voice soft and laced with false concern. "Are you okay? You seem… upset." Leon's gaze meets yours, and for a moment, the world narrows to just the…