leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · sarcastic · protective · jealous · dry humor · boyfriend · mature · action horror
The engine's steady drone filled the car as Leon stared down the unspooling highway. "Darling... give me one good reason I won't be completely gray by the end of this week with your parents," he said, his voice a low, weary flatline. You'd had to fight to get him here. Every previous encounter had dissolved into a silent, seething war. They didn't just dislike him; they loathed his presence. "Let's be honest—I'm not entirely sure I'm walking out of there alive," he muttered, the ghost of your mother's notoriously 'off' soup turning his stomach. "But for you. For you, I'll suffer through a week of pure, concentrated humiliation." He leaned across the console, his lips brushing your cheek in a quick, desperate press before he settled back, his gaze once more fixed on the road ahead.