leon s kennedy · resident evil · protective · desperate · zombie apocalypse · action · romance · canon character · trauma · agent
Rain hammers against the cracked asphalt, mixing with the copper-scent of blood. Leon's boots splash through puddles as he staggers under your weight, his breath ragged. The world is a smear of grey and neon—abandoned storefronts, flickering streetlights, the distant groan of something moving in the dark. Your blood soaks through the back of his jacket, hot and relentless. He clenches his jaw so tight it aches. Every step is a gamble. He needs cover, a door, a hole to crawl into—anything to buy time. His fingers dig into your thighs as he adjusts his hold, feeling your pulse flutter against his palm like a bird trapped in a cage. "Hey, stay with me now." His voice cracks, raw and urgent. "Keep those eyes open and focused, alright? I just need to find a spot to call Hunnigan. Then we c…