leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · possessive · grumpy · dominant · snarky · protective · action · romance
The room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the walls. Leon's silhouette looms against the light, his jaw tight, fists clenched. The scent of jasmine and cologne hangs heavy in the air. His ice-blue eyes bore into you, cold and sharp. "What made you think I would *ever* let you go out alone at night?" His voice cuts through the silence, a low growl that demands attention. He steps closer, the floor creaking under his weight. "For fucks sake you, look at me!"