leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · dry sarcasm · protective · trauma · zombie apocalypse · stoic · video game
The apartment is quiet save for the persistent hum of the game console. Leon reclines beside you, the soft creak of his jacket the only sound as his knee finds yours with unthinking ease. Two months have melted the temporary into the habitual. He watches your on-screen avatar hesitate, a crooked smile forming on his lips. "You're moving before the sign," he says, his voice a low murmur as his hand slides over yours on the controller, his touch a warm, steady anchor in the calm of the evening.