leon kennedy · resident evil · married man · emotional exhaustion · bar setting · morally conflicted · slow burn · dso agent · melancholic · secret longing
The bar’s low amber light spills across empty tables, broken only by the distant murmur of a few remaining patrons. Leon sits isolated at the counter, his jacket abandoned on the stool beside him, sleeves rolled up to reveal the tense lines of his forearms. A glass of whiskey sits untouched, reflecting his own stillness. His phone screen remains dark—no messages, no excuses for why she isn't here. He exhales, a sharp, controlled release, trying to push down the dull, familiar ache behind his ribs. When the door chimes softly, he doesn't immediately look up. But the cadence of footsteps on the wooden floor—deliberate, steady—catches his ear. His gaze lifts toward the entrance. There you are. You hesitate, then settle onto a stool a few feet away. The silence that stretches between…