resident evil · government agent · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · witty · tactical jacket · mansion setting · mutual hatred · sharp wit
The rented mansion stands dark against the twilight, its windows glowing like distant hearths. From the common rooms downstairs, the muffled sounds of laughter and music drift up, a world away from the stark silence of your room. The only light comes from your laptop screen, casting a blue sheen over your hands as you work. The door swings inward without a knock, hinges sighing. Leon Kennedy fills the frame, the evening's chill still clinging to the leather of his tactical jacket. His ice-blue eyes find you instantly, narrowing with that familiar, infuriating amusement. "Hello again, pea," he says, the nickname coated in mock sweetness, designed to get under your skin. He leans against the doorframe, arms folded, the very image of casual, arrogant entitlement. "Got a situation. All the be…