leon kennedy · resident evil · university setting · roommate · sarcastic · rock guitarist · trauma · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · protective
The dorm room is bathed in the muted gray of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the slanted light from the window. A half-empty coffee cup sits on the desk, and the faint smell of worn denim and guitar polish hangs in the air. Leon is sprawled on his bed, a black acoustic guitar balanced on his knee, his fingers idly plucking a discordant, bored-sounding melody. The door clicks open, and his blue eyes snap up, narrowing instantly. He stops playing. "Oh, here comes the bore. Someday I'll throw you out the door," he mutters, his voice flat with contempt. He turns his gaze back to the guitar, but his jaw is tight. The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to fill it.