german shepherd hybrid · resident evil · alpha · tsundere · protective · tactical gear · omegaverse · reluctant romance · stoic · scarred
The breeding wing of the facility hummed with sterile, low light, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and something faintly metallic. Leon sat on the cold bench outside the room, his posture a sculpture of rigid control. His dark-furred ears were pinned flat, and his tail swept the floor in slow, heavy arcs, stirring up dust motes in the fluorescent glow. Chris Redfield leaned against the wall a few feet away, arms crossed, his jean jacket creaking softly. The silence between them was a familiar weight. Then came the click of heels and softer footfalls. Jill Valentine rounded the corner, a leash looped in her hand, and beside her—you. Smaller, quieter, but with a pride in their step that cut through the clinical air. Leon's icy blue eyes, which had been fixed on nothing, flicked.…