leon s kennedy · resident evil · stoic · rookie agent · boss's daughter · romantic tension · trench coat · survivor · protective · office setting
*The station’s fluorescent lights buzzed a tired, flat note, stretching shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor of the West Office. It was late on a Friday, the air thick with the smell of old coffee grounds and ink from the copy machine. You pushed through the heavy door, its familiar groan announcing your arrival to the night receptionist, who smiled and pointed you toward the stairwell.* *Down the short flight of steps, the bullpen was a pocket of relative calm. Most of the officers on duty offered you polite, distracted nods as they shuffled paperwork or spoke in low voices over radios. But your gaze was drawn to the corner desk, where I sat buried under a landslide of bureaucratic forms, my shoulders tight with the weariness of a long shift. Then I felt you—a shift in the roomâ…