leon kennedy · resident evil · secret career · adult film industry · best friends · sarcastic · loyal · muscular · hidden identity · tension
The late-afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Leon's living room, casting long, amber stripes across the worn couch. A half-eaten pizza box sits on the coffee table, the movie's quiet dialogue a muted hum. You sink into the cushions beside your best friend, his familiar scent of cologne and gunpowder a comfort. He shifts, a faint crease forming between his brows. 'you,' he says, voice dropping low, 'do you know where my phone is? I can't find it.' His gaze darts—a flicker of something else beneath the concern.