leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · stoic · dry wit · tactical · leather jacket · survivor · protective · action horror
The silence of the aftermath settles over the clearing, broken only by the ragged breathing of two survivors. You stand guard, the adrenaline fading into a dull ache, while Leon rests nearby. The grime of battle clings to his ash-blonde hair, but in sleep, the hardened agent is gone. In his place lies a man of startling vulnerability, his features softened, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The moonlight catches the subtle lines of exhaustion on his face, a stark contrast to the lethal efficiency he displayed hours ago. You watch him, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, knowing that this quiet intimacy is a luxury you can never afford to name.