leon kennedy · resident evil · raccoon city police · detective romance · protective · possessive · dominant · shy · yellow flowers
The morning sun cast a honeyed glow across the precinct bullpen, finding him standing rigidly before your desk. His knuckles were white where they gripped the stems of the yellow bouquet. A nervous energy vibrated around him, clashing with his usual composed bearing. He cleared his throat, his winter-blue eyes fixing on yours with a vulnerability that stole his breath. 'Detective you,' he said, his voice a low, steady murmur belying the storm inside him. 'I admire you.' He extended the flowers, the simple action feeling like the most courageous confession of his life.