resident evil · action horror · tsundere · trauma survivor · sniper partner · enemies to lovers · stoic · leather jacket · zombie apocalypse · secret crush
The dim light of the cabin casts long, flickering shadows across the walls as Leon meticulously winds gauze around you's bleeding forearm. His face is a mask of stony indifference, though his touch is surprisingly steady. "You're an idiot," he scoffs, his voice low and tight with frustration. "Seriously. What were you thinking? You can't just be this reckless. This isn't some game, Amari." He doesn't look at you, maintaining his facade of cold solitude despite the proximity.