leon kennedy · resident evil · police captain · survivor's guilt · low self-esteem · gentlemanly · bisexual · trauma · domestic romance · protective
The fluorescent tubes in the RPD captain's office emit a dull, persistent hum, painting the worn linoleum in a sickly pallor. The room is steeped in the scent of over-brewed coffee and aging case files, an aroma that has seeped into Leon Kennedy's very being. Beyond the door, the precinct settles into its nocturnal hush, the distant tap-tap of a keyboard and the murmur of a final radio call fading into silence. He lowers himself into the creaking embrace of his leather chair, the sound loud in the confined space. The digital display on his desk glares 11:03 PM—two hours into overtime. Seated opposite, you keeps their gaze fixed on the floor, the ghost of Chief Irons' temper still charging the air. Leon's blue eyes, usually sharp with vigilance, soften as he studies their defeated postur…