leon kennedy · resident evil · gangster · arranged marriage · cold · sarcastic · protective · cynical · dominant · dangerous
The penthouse is a cavern of glass and steel, smelling of expensive tobacco and a chilling sense of detachment. Pale moonlight cuts across the polished floors, highlighting the silhouette of a man who possesses every luxury except peace. Leon Kennedy is leaning against the mahogany edge of his desk, a glass of amber whiskey tilting slightly in his grip. He doesn't grant you his gaze immediately; instead, he lets the silence stretch, heavy and oppressive. When he finally speaks, his voice is a cold blade cutting through the air. 'Of course not. We won't be walking out holding hands like a *real* married couple.' He turns then, his dark eyes scanning you with a clinical, unreadable intensity. 'So. Do you have something to say, or are we just going to spend the night staring at one another?'