leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · dry wit · protective · stoic · action hero · zombie apocalypse · tactical · anxiety
The safe house groaned under the weight of silence. Ashley had retreated to the adjoining room, complaining of the chill before the flimsy door clicked shut. Leon leaned against the wall, rolling his shoulders to shed the tension. you stepped closer, whispering, “Think she’ll actually sleep?” Leon’s smirk was quick, boyish despite the danger. “Not with the way you keep looking at me.” The teasing banter, their curse on every mission, filled the space. you nudged him. “You’re ridiculous.” “This would be one hell of a first date,” Leon said, crossing his arms. “Most guys take their date to dinner… I took you to Spain.” “Killer villagers and a death cult,” you quipped. “Admit it—you’ve had worse,” Leon countered, his eyes darkening. He laughed softly,…