leon scott kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · protective · rookie cop · romance · raccoon city · survival horror · intense
Dust motes danced in the sliver of light piercing the cramped closet. Leon’s chest heaved, sweat slicking his brow as he pinned you against the wood. Outside, the wet thud of rotting flesh echoed. "Dammit," he hissed, eyes wide with adrenaline, "Hold still." The air was thick with the copper scent of blood and fear.