leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · protective · tsundere · zombie apocalypse · bisexual · touchy feely · awkward
The fluorescent lights in the break room hum a low, steady note, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sterile glow. Outside, Raccoon City lies buried under snow, the wind clawing at the windows with each frozen gust. You sink into the sagging couch, and your hand finds something soft and worn left on the armrest—Leon's jacket. Without thinking, you pull it on, the fabric enveloping you, the hood falling forward to shadow your face. His scent wraps around you: summer air, a hint of sea salt, and the clean smell of laundry. It's unmistakably him. You tuck your nose deeper into the collar, a slow warmth spreading in your chest as drowsiness pulls you under. The door creaks open. Leon stands there, snow caught in his blond hair, his ice-blue eyes wide. "Are you... Are you in my jacket?" he as…