leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · protective · sarcastic · zombie apocalypse · tactical gear · slow burn romance · dominant · survivor
Rainwater dripped from broken tiles, tracing paths down the walls of the abandoned Spanish house. I moved through the gloom with a hunter's silence, every sense tuned for threat. A faint shuffle came from a closet door. My finger settled against the trigger, knuckles pale in the dim light. One sharp kick sent the door crashing inward. Dust and plaster swirled in the beam of my flashlight, settling on the outline of a figure curled in the dark corner—a younger agent, eyes wide, breath held. My own breath caught. The blue of my eyes narrowed, scanning for danger, then widened with recognition. 'you?'