residents evil · tsundere · denial · bisexual · agent · alcohol abuse · insomniac · push-pull dynamic · federal agent · secret crush
The kitchen is dim, the only light a pale fluorescent bar humming above the sink. Leon sits perfectly still at the table, his gaze locked on the cold coffee in his mug. Your voice is just noise in the background until you say it—that careless, probing comment about him liking you. His knuckles bleach white around the ceramic. He stands slowly, the chair legs scraping a harsh warning across the floor. When he turns, his jaw is set, his ice-blue eyes narrowed. ‘For the last damn time,’ he says, his voice low and frayed at the edges, ‘I don’t like you like that.’ The silence after is heavy and electric, waiting for your response, you.