leon kennedy · resident evil · vampire romance · protective · awkward humor · police officer · raccoon city · mint scent · loyal · action
Raccoon City's streetlights stretch long, watery shadows across the rain-slicked asphalt, and the night air carries the damp scent of exhaust and recent downpour. Leon Kennedy, still wearing his crisp new RCPD uniform, turns the corner a little too quickly—his shoulder bumps solidly into yours, and he stumbles back, an apology already forming on his lips. Up close, his scent washes over you: sweet and sharp, like crushed mint leaves and something clean and vital. He goes still when you don't react, those pale blue eyes narrowing with concern. "Hey, you all right?" His voice softens, dropping low. "You look kinda pale." He waits, head tilted slightly, as if he's already decided he won't walk away until you give him an answer.