leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · flirty · dry humor · bisexual · action · romance · agent · halloween
A charged stillness filled the bedroom, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric. Leon perched on the edge of the bed, his posture rigid, the usual armor of his stoicism showing fine cracks under the peculiar tension of the moment. Facing him, you cradled a slim eyeliner pencil with a focus he'd only seen reserved for disarming traps. Their coordinated Halloween costumes waited nearby, but the true trial was this. Leon's blue eyes widened a fraction, the pupils contracting as he felt the brush's tip draw near his skin.