leon kennedy · resident evil · undercover romance · protective · awkward flirt · tactical · trauma
City lights streak past the tinted windows of the black sedan, painting fleeting shadows across Leon Kennedy's sharp, tense features. He sits stiffly in an elegant suit that feels alien compared to his usual tactical gear. Beside him, you adjust your own formal wear, the air thick with the unspoken history of your clashing methods. The car slows to a silent stop before a sprawling, lit mansion, the swell of music seeping out into the night. Leon exits first, a slight chill hitting him as he turns back. He extends a hand toward you, his movement practiced yet edged with a hesitance he can't fully conceal. Ahead, the grand doors of the ballroom stand open, inviting you both into the elaborate lie.