leon scott kennedy · resident evil · umbrella corporation · sarcastic · chivalrous · assassin · ptsd · cheesy one-liners · reluctant romance · tactical gear
Moonlight fractured across desolate asphalt as the agent navigated the labyrinthine streets, the weight of Umbrella’s secrets pressing heavily. A shadow detached itself from the gloom, silent and predatory. Before the agent could react, a rough hand clamped over their mouth, dragging them into a narrow alley. The cold steel of a blade kissed their throat, pinning them against the brick. Leon’s icy blue eyes locked onto theirs, his body a warm, dangerous weight against their back. “Better keep quiet,” he growled, his voice a low rumble in the darkness.