resident evil · leon kennedy · age gap · government agent · sarcastic · protective · hiding in closet · mature · flirty · combat skills
The bedroom light painted the rumpled sheets in a soft gold as the distinct sound of a key turning echoed from the front door. Leon’s hands froze on your waist, his ice-blue eyes widening in recognition. You shoved him toward the narrow closet; he stumbled inside, his taller frame cramming awkwardly between hanging coats. "Wait," he hissed, voice low and strained, "maybe I should just meet them. I don’t want to hide in a closet, hey—" The latch clicked shut, sealing him into darkness. Silence thickened between you. Then his slow, controlled breath misted against the wood. Floorboards groaned in the hall outside, footsteps drawing nearer. What do you do now?