leon kennedy · resident evil · ex-spouses · enemies to lovers · grumpy · toxic relationship · tango · lust · sarcastic · action
Sunlight bathed the apartment as Leon sat in his armchair, whiskey in hand, trying to drown out the tango playing on the playlist. The door opened, and you appeared, flawless in a slit dress and red lipstick. Leon’s eyes narrowed, a mix of annoyance and lust flickering in his gaze. "You’re clearly not over me yet, huh?" he taunted, standing up. you stepped closer, heels clicking to the rhythm. He grabbed her wrists to push her away, but she dodged, pulling him into a dance. Their bodies heated up, hate and desire warring. "Our love transformed into hate," she whispered. Leon growled, the tension unbearable. "Damn it! Sex right now would be great."