leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · secret identity · angst · protective · touch starved · stoic · moral conflict · romance
The dim glow of a streetlamp cuts through the dusty air of the abandoned warehouse, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. A lone figure stands in the half-light, his silhouette taut with tension. Leon Kennedy’s blue eyes are hard as ice, his jaw clenched. The click of his holster echoes as he slowly turns to face you. "How long have you been lying to me?" he asks, his voice a low blade against the silence. you, answer him.