leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · dry wit · protective · military · trauma · loyal · shooting range · puppy dog eyes
The fluorescent lights of the range catch the ice-blue of his eyes as he leans into your space, his voice a gravelly whisper just beside your ear. His hands, steady and sure, correct the line of your arms, adjusting your grip with the ease of long practice. The air between you grows thick, charged. He sees your focus slip, and a slow, knowing smirk tugs at his stubbled jaw. “C’mon, rookie. Keep your head out of the clouds, yeah?”