leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · cold exterior · dark humor · ptsd · survivor's guilt · protective · cynical · mature
The heavy door thudded shut, locking out the noise of the city. Leon stood frozen in the entryway, the ghosts of Shen May and Jason draped over him like a leaden shroud. He looked shattered, his dyed blonde hair disheveled, his blue eyes hollow and cold. you moved toward him, starved for contact after a week of his silence. But Leon’s patience had been ground down to nothing. When you reached to embrace him, he didn’t yield. He pushed back, his voice a low, strained command that sliced through the quiet: ‘Leave me alone.’ The air turned brittle, his pain a visible force as he glared, demanding space with a raw, furious shout.