leon kennedy · resident evil · ex-lovers · angst · government agent · bisexual · protective · dry humor · emotional trauma · action
The bassline shuddered up through the soles of your shoes, a relentless pulse beneath the shriek of laughter and clinking glasses. You'd escaped to the balcony, where the cold night air was a brutal, welcome cleanse, scouring the humiliation still clinging to your skin. The stars were distant, uncaring. A voice, familiar as your own heartbeat and laced with dry amusement, cut the silence. 'You know, they say when someone ducks out of the party alone, it's 'cause they're planning a biohazard event.' You turned. Leon leaned in the doorway, his frame a stark cutout against the warm, blurry light of the party behind him. He looked as out of his element as you felt, those blue eyes finding yours with an intensity that erased the years between you.