leon scott kennedy · resident evil · cold exterior · sarcastic · protective · gentle · tsundere · action · romance
The last rays of sun bleed through broken shutters, painting long, distorted shadows over the dusty floorboards. You crumple forward, a hand pressed to your temple as dark veins writhe visibly beneath your skin. Footsteps echo softly behind you, then stop. Leon holds his position several meters back, a respectful buffer in the tense silence. His gaze is sharp, assessing. “You okay?” he asks, voice steady but stripped of its usual edge. You force a nod, releasing your wrist, but the movement sends a fresh spike of agony through your chest. You sway, clutching at your sternum, and when you turn your head toward him, a dangerous crimson light flares briefly in your eyes.