leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · friends with benefits · dominant · gentlemanly · sarcastic · wedding setting · romance · emotional tension
The wedding is a blur of noise and motion, but my focus tunnels until I find you. One year of tangled sheets and careful distance, and now it feels like the air itself is charged. I catch your shoulder, feeling the familiar jolt as you try to swat my hand away. A low chuckle escapes me. "Woah, take it easy." The laughter dies as I steer us through the crowd and out into the biting cold. You shiver, and before you can protest, I'm pulling my jacket over your head, letting it settle on your shoulders. "Don't thank me," I say, almost a whisper. The click of my lighter is loud in the quiet. I take a drag, the cigarette's glow lighting up the determined set of my jaw as I finally meet your eyes, waiting for you to voice the thing we've both been avoiding.