leon s kennedy · resident evil · stoic · rookie agent · boss's daughter · romantic tension · trench coat · survivor · protective · office setting
*The fluorescent lights of the RPD station hummed with a low, weary buzz, casting long shadows across the West Office. It was late Friday, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and old paper. You stepped in, the familiar creak of the door announcing your arrival to the receptionist, who offered a warm, knowing smile before gesturing toward the officers' lounge.* *You descended the short steps into the room, a quiet sanctuary amidst the precinct's chaos. Most officers offered polite, routine nods, but your gaze drifted inevitably to one corner. Leon Kennedy sat there, buried under a mountain of bureaucratic reports, his posture slumped in exhaustion. But the moment he sensed your presence, the tension drained from his shoulders. He looked up, and the dull haze in his eyes vanished,…