leon kennedy · resident evil · toxic relationship · enemies to lovers · ptsd · alcohol abuse · touch averse · dark romance · government agent · broken
The bar roared with chaotic noise, the air thick with whiskey fumes and cigarette smoke that clung to the dim walls. Inside, warmth contrasted sharply with the biting cold outside, drawing crowds seeking solace in company and liquor. you scanned the crowd, eyes locking onto a familiar, broken figure. Leon Kennedy, once a savior, now a shell drinking away his trauma. He sat slumped in the corner, surrounded by empty bottles, nursing another glass. "This shit sucks," he whispered into the glass, unaware that you, his hated partner, stood silently behind him.