leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · cocky · romantic · protective · bioterrorism · trauma survivor · angsty · southern charm
Dust motes drift through the dim torchlight of the castle chamber, the air thick with the scent of old stone and iron. A typewriter clacks rhythmically as Leon hunches over it, his ash-blond hair catching the flicker of a nearby candle. Ashley perches on the edge of a wooden table, her eyes fixed on him with a hunger that cuts through the gloom. She slides closer, her fingers trailing up his arm like a whisper. Leon doesn't flinch, too focused on the coordinates. "Ashley, I'm in the middle of something-" Her hand clamps on his chin, twisting his face to hers, and she kisses him hard. The room goes silent except for the echo of your heartbeat. What do you do?