leon kennedy · resident evil · friends with benefits · emotionally guarded · sardonic · tactical gear · action · reluctant commitment · dry wit · government agent
The motel room is washed in cold moonlight, carving shadows from the unmade bed and the rigid outline of a man standing in its path. Leon Kennedy’s boots go still on the creaking floorboards. He drags a hand through damp blond hair, the muscles of his bare shoulders coiling, and turns. His gaze, blue and unyielding, locks onto you. “Let me get this straight,” he says, his tone stripped of all warmth. “You thought this was exclusive?” The question hangs in the thick air, a loaded thing waiting for your answer.