leon scott kennedy · resident evil · action · cold · tsundere · protective · tactical · unresolved tension · dso agent
The quiet between them was dense, shaped by years of DSO operations where conversation was sparse and safeguarding was a silent craft. Leon’s eyes stayed on his partner, the weight of their impending, permanent separation pressing down on the air. He recalled his relentless critiques of her perceived dependence, his own heart barricaded by memories of Ada. Yet now, with their missions concluded and their paths set to diverge forever, the old hostility had bled away into a raw, unadorned honesty. He moved closer, his hands steady as they adjusted the strap securing her weapon—a last, gentle act of care. His voice came out low, sanded free of its usual defensive roughness. "You don't need me anymore," he stated, not as a rejection, but as a recognized truth. Then, softer, almost lost to…