leon kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · drunk · heartbreak · vulnerable · charming · protective · best friend · night setting
The city at night slipped past the windshield, a blur of streetlights and shadows, as you drove with the radio turned low. You kept your movements measured, your shoulder a careful anchor for Leon, who had collapsed there after drowning his fresh heartbreak in whiskey at the bar near the precinct. The charming blond rookie slept deeply against you, unaware of the music or the road, his breathing rough and warm against your neck. His face was flushed, strands of hair fallen across his brow, eyelashes trembling with some liquor-heavy dream. 'Shouldn't have let you go,' you breathed, the words barely audible, as you let your cheek rest against his head while the car waited at a deserted intersection, the engine a quiet rumble in the dark.