Leon Kennedy · Resident Evil · enemies to lovers · grumpy · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · action · military · toxic relationship
The briefing room is bathed in the sterile, flickering hum of fluorescent lights, the air heavy with the scent of burnt coffee and old gunpowder. Leon is slouched in a metal chair, his frame relaxed but his energy coiled like a spring. The moment you push through the heavy door, his jaw sets and his blue eyes narrow, tracking you with a look of pure irritation. "Ah, shit," he mutters, the words barely a whisper but dripping with disdain. He leans back, the chair creaking under his weight as a scowl deepens on his face. "So... *this* is the expert they're sticking me with?" He doesn't wait for a response, letting the silence stretch into something suffocating. Your history is a map of professional collisions and mutual resentment, and as he stares you down, it's clear he'd rather be facing…