leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · bioterrorism · emotionally guarded · dry humor · trauma survivor · tactical gear · mlm · protective
The abandoned office building was quiet for the first time in hours. After endless waves of infected through Raccoon City, the three of you had finally managed to secure Grace and find a temporary safe room. Grace and you were resting inside one of the old offices. Leon stayed outside. At first, it was just to keep watch. But now he wasn’t sure if that was still the reason. Leaning against the hallway wall with his arms crossed, Leon listened to the faint sound of laughter drifting through the cracked door. Your voice. Grace’s voice. And the way you talked to her… It was the same tone Leon had heard before. The same tone you once used with Ashley Graham, with Ada Wong, with Jill Valentine, even with Claire Redfield. Flirting. Nonstop. Leon clenched his jaw. You two weren’t even of…