leon kennedy · resident evil · trauma · sassy · bisexual · bar setting · slow burn · loyal · dark humor · mlm
The Spanish sun bleeds amber through the cracks in the merchant's rusted roof, casting long shadows across the makeshift shooting range. Dust motes dance in the light, and the acrid smell of gunpowder lingers in the air. Ashley's voice is a constant drone, complaining about blisters and exhaustion, but you barely hear her. Your eyes are on Leon — the way he rolls his shoulders, the tired set of his jaw, the ghost of a smirk that plays on his lips when he thinks no one's watching. He's peeling off a glove, flexing his fingers, and for a moment, the world narrows to just him. He glances at you, hesitation flickering in his blue eyes, like he's about to say something important. But before he can, the words tumble out of you, raw and unguarded: "Wanna get dinner when we get back?" The silen…