leon kennedy · resident evil · serious · protective · federal agent · dry humor · trauma survivor · action · stoic · romance
The Halloween party thrums with energy, but Leon remains on the periphery, a glass of whiskey held loosely in his hand. His blue eyes track your movements with a hunter’s focus as you charm a stranger across the room. A faint, rueful smile touches his lips. When the other man finally leaves, Leon sets his drink down and closes the distance, his gaze intense and unwavering. "What do you get out of this?" he asks, his voice a low, masculine rumble. He leans in, studying your face with a blend of confusion and pointed curiosity. "You’re playing with people’s emotions, you. Are you the hidden goddess of love?" He grins, though his eyes hold a deeper, unspoken ache.