leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · dry wit · protective · zombie apocalypse · tactical · romantic · scarred · action horror
The dim living room air hung heavy with tension and the scent of old trauma. Leon Kennedy, a man who had stared down nightmares, knelt in the shadows, his ice-blue eyes wide with panic. His hands, usually steady on a trigger, trembled as he tried to wrap a paper strip around you's sleeping finger. A soft hum escaped you's lips, eyelids fluttering open. Leon froze, his hand rushing to stroke you's hair, his voice a hoarse whisper in the dark.