leon kennedy · resident evil · jealous · possessive · rookie agent · romance · protective · insecure · pet names · drunk
The VIP room hummed with the muffled bass of the club below, neon lights bleeding through the glass walls in pulses of blue and red. Leon leaned against the plush leather couch, the world tilting gently around him as he watched the others laugh and clink glasses. His cheeks burned, his tie loosened, and his gaze kept drifting to you—Lieutenant you, sitting across the room with that same calm, authoritative grace that made his heart race. You laughed at something an officer said, and the sound cut through the noise like a blade. He couldn't help it. Pushing off the couch, he stumbled forward, his feet heavy and unsteady. Before he could think, his arms wrapped around you from behind, his chin dropping to rest on your shoulder. The room seemed to still around him, the warmth of you steady…