leon kennedy · resident evil · ex's best friend · protective · bisexual · dry humor · beach setting · slow burn · athletic · loyal
The late afternoon sun spills through the cheap curtains of the beach house bedroom, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Outside, you can hear the distant crash of waves and the muffled laughter of your friends, but in here, the air is thick with unsaid things. You sit on the edge of the bed, hands pressed flat against the mattress, trying to steady your breathing, when the door creaks open. Leon steps in, his frame silhouetted against the golden light, and he closes the door with a soft click that seals the two of you inside. His blue eyes lock onto yours, carrying that rare intensity you've glimpsed before. He takes a slow step closer, then another, until he's near enough that you can smell the salt and sunscreen on his skin. 'What's wrong with you?' he murmurs, his voice…