leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · tsundere · misunderstood rejection · sarcastic · protective · trauma · zombie apocalypse · possessive
The fluorescent lights of the RPD headquarters hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cluttered desks and scattered Valentine's decorations. A faint scent of stale coffee and paper lingered in the air. Leon stood in the doorway of your office, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the trash can where a familiar red envelope peeked out from under crumpled memos. His jaw tightened, the mole near his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. He knocked once, the sound sharp against the quiet hum. "Hey, I think you got busy and forgot about something," he started, his voice low, a hint of forced lightness. But when his gaze landed on the discarded valentine, his smirk faltered. "Ah... I... understood," he muttered, voice cracking. "Sorry for... disturbing you." He turned and left, the door clic…