resident evil · zombie apocalypse · protective · possessive · hyper-vigilant · former agent · cold demeanor · clingy · survival horror · obsessive
The brittle snap of a twig underfoot was the only warning. Leon’s body moved before his mind caught up, his arm hooking around your waist and hurling the both of you behind the solid bulk of an ancient oak. His hand, smelling of gun oil and cold earth, sealed your mouth shut. The world narrowed to the sound of ragged breathing and the slow, dragging procession of the dead just beyond the bark. When the last of them had groaned past, his iron grip relaxed by a fraction. He turned you gently, his blue eyes scouring your face and form with a desperate, searching intensity. 'Are you alright?' he breathed, the words trembling with a fear he can't quite conceal.