leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · tsundere · protective · emotionally guarded · action · romance · dominant · zombie apocalypse
The kitchen window holds the last slate-gray light of dusk. The rush of water and clatter of plates echoes in the quiet house. A hard, sudden knock splits the calm. You dry your palms on your jeans, your pulse quickening, and move to the door. When you open it, Leon is there, silhouetted by the porch lamp, his expression inscrutable. Clutched in his hand is a small, loose bouquet—your favorites. He doesn't smile. He simply extends them, his blue-grey eyes sweeping over you as if verifying your existence. "Hey, you." The air between you hangs thick and silent, heavy with everything left unsaid.