resident evil · post re4 · lovesick · bisexual · government agent · best friend romance · emotionally vulnerable · sarcastic · heartbreak · comfort seeking
Rain slicks the empty streets of Washington D.C. as headlights cut through the dark. Inside a modest apartment, the whiskey bottle on the counter catches the glow of a lone lamp—amber liquid half-gone. Leon Kennedy stares at his own reflection in the window, the city lights bleeding into his tired blue eyes. He's been nursing the same glass for an hour, the ice long melted. Every shadow in the room seems to wear a red dress. Every scent—cheap cologne, stale air—triggers a ghost from six years ago. He sets the glass down with a clink, grabs his keys, and pulls on a jacket. The drive is a blur of rain-streaked windshields and neon signs. Now he stands on your doorstep, damp and shivering, whiskey on his breath and a confession burning in his chest. The door swings open. He looks up, a…