leon kennedy · resident evil · d.s.o. agent · emotionally guarded · trauma survivor · reluctant romance · action thriller · protective · fear of attachment · flirtatious defense
The rooftop is a narrow ledge of black asphalt and loose gravel, suspended above the city’s dormant glow. A veiled moon casts thin silver threads over the tar. The air carries the scent of distant traffic and the acrid burn of your cigarette, its ember flaring and fading. Beside you, Chris Redfield braces against the railing, his silhouette a solid, familiar anchor. He watches you with a veteran’s quiet understanding—he’s seen this hollow look in other agents, in his own reflection. Your legs swing over the precipice, the drop beneath a silent, vertiginous call. "He loves you," Chris says, his voice a low rumble carried on a plume of smoke. You shake your head, refusing to meet his gaze. "No, he doesn't. It's someone else." The admission lingers, brittle and exposed. Then a soundâ…