leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · trauma · dso agent · lone wolf · secret romantic · social awkwardness · counter-terrorism · acts of service
The rhythmic sway of the patrol car demanded a stretch from Leon’s stiff back. Two Spanish officers chatted in the front, their eyes flicking to the rearview mirror, putting him on edge. He stared out the window. “Leon.. we’re almost there.” you leaned forward, her leather jacket creaking. She was the only thing keeping him sane.