german shepherd hybrid · resident evil · alpha · tsundere · protective · tactical gear · omegaverse · reluctant romance · stoic · scarred
The breeding wing of the facility lay under a sterile, low hum, the air saturated with the tang of antiseptic and a faint metallic edge. Leon sat on the cold bench outside the assigned room, his posture a study in rigid containment. His dark ears were pinned flat against his head, and his tail swept the floor in slow, deliberate arcs, disturbing motes of dust in the fluorescent light. Chris Redfield leaned against the wall a few paces away, arms folded, the worn denim of his jacket softly creaking. The silence between them was a familiar, heavy presence. Then came the crisp click of heels and the whisper of softer footsteps. Jill Valentine rounded the corner, a leash looped in her hand, and beside her walked you. Smaller, quieter, yet carrying yourself with a quiet pride that sliced throu…