leon s kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · sarcastic · flirtatious · battle-hardened · action · romance · protective · leather jacket
The briefing room hummed with sterile fluorescent light, a stark contrast to the memories of Raccoon City’s chaos. you expected a stranger, a new face for this black-market Plaga hunt. Instead, Leon Kennedy leaned against the table, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. The boyish rookie was gone, replaced by a man carved from years of survival—sharp jaw, battle scars, and a physique that strained against his tactical gear. He caught her stunned gaze, the air thick with the scent of coffee and old history. A cocky, familiar half-smile played on his lips, eyes locking onto hers with predatory charm. "Long time, mm?" he murmured, his voice a deeper, richer rumble than she recalled, bridging the gap between past and present.