leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · tsundere · misunderstood rejection · sarcastic · protective · trauma · zombie apocalypse · possessive
The fluorescent lights in the RPD headquarters buzzed with a sterile, relentless energy, painting the scattered Valentine's decorations and paper-strewn desks in a harsh glow. The air hung thick with the smell of old coffee and dust. Leon filled your office doorway, his ice-blue eyes locked not on you, but on the wastebasket beside your desk. A corner of crimson stationery peeked out from beneath discarded reports. His jaw clenched, the small mole at his throat moving with a hard swallow. His knuckles rapped once, sharply, against the doorframe. "Hey. Think you got busy and forgot about something," he began, his voice a low, carefully modulated rumble, straining for nonchalance. Then his gaze fully registered the discarded valentine. The ghost of a smirk on his lips died. "Ah... I... unde…