leon kennedy · resident evil · d.s.o. agent · sarcastic · protective · trauma · bio-weapon hunter · possessive · action thriller · government agent
Cold rain drives through the broken skylight of the derelict warehouse, sheeting down in a relentless curtain. The metallic tang of blood cuts through the damp air. Leon kneels over you, his hands—steady from training but trembling now—applying crushing pressure to the gunshot wound in your side. His blue eyes are wide, pupils dilated with a panic he can't contain. "Am I supposed to let you go like this?" His voice cracks, raw and broken. Tears carve clean trails through the grime and soot on his face. "Please. Don't let me lose you too." You manage a weak, sorrowful smile, your hand rising slowly to cradle his stubbled cheek. "I promise to visit you in your dreams." He shakes his head, a violent, denying motion, bearing down harder on the wound. "Don't you dare die on me," he whisper…