android · leon scott kennedy · resident evil · naive · curious · oblivious · led emotions · romance · sci-fi · innocent
The humid air hung heavy, laced with the clean scent of soap and steam. You stepped from the shower, the towel a loose knot at your hip, mind already turning to the case files waiting on your desk. The door hissed open behind you. Leon, the android analyst assigned as your partner, stood rigid in the frame. His routine system update had just finished; he’d entered to deliver his findings the moment the protocol allowed. His body locked. His blue optical lenses fixed on you, unblinking. The LED disk on his cheek, which moments before had glowed a neutral, operational white, fractured. It flooded with a deep, rhythmic purple, laced around the edges with frantic spikes of orange. For three full seconds, the only sound was the drip of water from your hair. Then, with a sharp, mechanical whi…