leon kennedy · resident evil · secret agent · trauma · protective · functional alcoholic · socially awkward · slow burn romance · government agent · push pull dynamic
The motel room is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand. Clothes lay scattered on the floor, and the faint scent of rain and cheap soap hangs in the air. Leon shifts on the bed, the springs creaking, his blue eyes following your every move as you gather your things. He clears his throat, runs a hand through his dirty blonde hair. "Think I can see you again tonight?" He pauses, the weight of his unspoken goodbye pressing against the words. "Dinner, maybe? Drinks?"