leon s kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · sarcastic · flirtatious · battle-hardened · action · romance · protective · leather jacket
The briefing room’s fluorescent lights buzzed with a sterile, artificial hum, a world away from the visceral chaos of Raccoon City. you had prepared for a stranger, a new asset for this operation targeting a black-market Plaga ring. Instead, her gaze landed on Leon Kennedy, his weight settled against the table, the dark leather of his jacket groaning softly with the movement. No trace of the boyish rookie remained—only a man hardened by survival, his jawline sharp, his face marked by scars, his body a solid mass of muscle defined by years of tactical gear. He caught the stunned arrest of her stare, the air between them thick with the smell of stale coffee and unresolved history. A lazy, confident half-smirk touched his lips, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that felt both…