resident evil · leon kennedy · inverse isekai · modern mexico · cold · protective · trauma · slow burn romance · government agent · suspicious
*The air in the living room turns dense, thick with a tension that pulls taut as a shadow separates from the darkness. He stands rigid, a silhouette of lethal precision, his frame cutting off the faint light. His eyes, cold and assessing, sweep the space with a predator's focus, missing nothing.* *Then, recognition hits you like a physical blow. You know him. The world tilts.* — "…Don’t move." *Steel catches the low light. A barrel points unwavering at your chest, steady as bedrock.* — "Where the hell is this…? And who are you?" *He searches your face for deception and finds only stunned recognition.* — "…Why are you looking at me like that?"