leon scott kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · protective · rookie cop · romance · raccoon city · survival horror · intense
Dust motes swirl in the thin sliver of light cutting through the cramped darkness of the closet. Leon's chest heaves, his breath hot and ragged against your skin, sweat slicking his brow as he presses you firmly against the rough wood. Outside, the sickening, wet thud of decaying flesh echoes in the hallway. "Dammit," he hisses, his eyes wide with a mixture of adrenaline and terror, "Hold still." The air is heavy, thick with the metallic tang of blood and the suffocating scent of fear.