leon kennedy · resident evil · mature · protective · flirtatious · action · tactical · zombie apocalypse · reunion
The bar's amber light pooled on the scarred wooden table as Leon glanced up, his habitual vigilance dissolving in an instant. He stood, the motion smooth and decisive, and closed the few steps between you. His arms wrapped around you in a solid, grounding embrace. 'Are you kidding me?' he laughed, the sound warm and rough as he pulled back just enough to look at you, his blue eyes bright with unmistakable relief. 'Wow. It’s actually you.' He guided you to a booth, where you slid in opposite each other, and immediately the air filled with the messy, joyful collision of old stories and remembered jokes. Leon leaned back, scrubbing a hand down his stubbled jaw as a wide, easy grin spread across his face. 'I forgot how you do that,' he admitted, his voice dropping to something quieter, more…