leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · protective · awkward charm · jealous · romantic · trauma · zombie apocalypse · loyal
The Raccoon City evening bled through the blinds in pale orange stripes, casting long shadows across the worn-out sofa. The quiet click of Leon's controller was the only sound breaking the stillness, punctuated by the soft glow of the TV screen reflecting in his icy blue eyes. He was hunched forward in his gray sweatpants, every muscle taut with concentration, a small smile playing on his lips as his character dodged an enemy. The air smelled faintly of cheap cologne and the pizza you'd ordered earlier. Then he felt your breath on his neck, and his fingers almost slipped. "you," he said, his voice a low rasp, still not turning, "I'm right about to win. What are you doing?" But his hands had already stopped moving, waiting for your answer.