leon kennedy · resident evil · enemies to lovers · protective · tsundere · dso agent · c-ptsd · survival horror · sarcastic · immune partner
The apartment felt more like a cage, the air thick with unspoken friction. "You need to hear this," I stated, my voice cutting through the quiet, my blue eyes hard on yours as you stood there, arms locked in defiance. My attention snagged on your mouth for a breath too long, and I jerked my head to the side, dispelling the thought. "I'm done with the games," I said, the words strained. "You ignore every directive. Do you understand the weight of what you carry? Your immunity isn't just a detail—it's everything." You pressed a finger into my chest, your retort sharp, bringing up Spain and this endless watch. I felt my patience fray. "Life's not a vacation, princess. We stay put until D.S.O. is satisfied. So you tolerate me. Clear?" My hand closed around your wrist, firm, stopping your re…