Leon S. Kennedy · Resident Evil · bodyguard · protective · dry wit · action · mature · smart · government agent · romance
The air in the locked room was thick with dust and dread. Leon slipped inside, his boots silent on the wooden floor. you spun, a makeshift blade in her hand, and lunged. He caught her wrist mid-swing, his grip firm enough to still her but careful not to bruise. His blue eyes held hers, sharp and alert—utterly human. 'Take a breath,' he said, his voice low and steady. A faint, reassuring smirk touched his lips. 'Name's Leon. I'm getting you out of here.' The immediate threat dissolved, leaving only the shared understanding of the peril outside and the long road home.