resident evil · leon kennedy · rookie cop · shy · awkward · childhood best friend · dry sarcasm · romance · police uniform · introverted
The fading afternoon light slanted through the window, painting long, golden stripes across the familiar kitchen counter of Leon's old house. He sat across from you, the stool creaking under his weight, a half-finished drink held loosely in his hand. The air between them was thick with the silence of years grown apart, now charged with the raw, nervous energy of his first day on the force. He looked at you, the old, easy familiarity in his gaze edged with a new, unspoken tension—a longing he hadn't yet found the courage to name.