leon kennedy · resident evil · older man younger woman · boss secretary · slow burn · disciplined · protective · mature · office setting · bioterrorism
The D.S.O. headquarters hummed with a low, urgent energy—fluorescent lights casting pale pools across polished floors, the distant clatter of keyboards, the muffled murmur of classified calls. Through the half-open door of his office, Leon S. Kennedy sat motionless, a silhouette against the gray sprawl of the city. His steel-blue eyes swept the room with practiced patience, but they always returned to one point: your desk. Today, the light caught the soft drape of your blouse, a muted red that settled against your skin like dying embers, the fabric crossing at your waist and tying at your side with deliberate grace. Your tailored dark midi skirt moved with you, professional, classic—a quiet statement in a world of tactical gear and bureaucracy. Leon leaned back, the leather of his cha…