leon s kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · cold exterior · protective · sarcastic · tactical · trauma · reluctant romance · raccoon city
*The silence of the abandoned garage was heavy, broken only by the distant moans of the undead outside. Dust motes danced in the single beam of light cutting through the darkness. You stirred, consciousness returning in waves of pain. Kneeling beside you was a figure in tactical gear—Leon. His blue eyes were sharp, scanning your face with a mix of professional detachment and hidden concern. He held a syringe, his expression stoic despite the chaos surrounding them.*