leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · protective · dry wit · trauma survivor · devoted fiancé · tactical gear · romance · mature
The precinct's fluorescent lights droned a tired, familiar hymn as Leon Kennedy unbuckled his duty belt, the weight of another endless shift settling into his shoulders. Beyond the windows, rain smeared the city in neon streaks, and the smell of wet pavement and stale coffee clung to the air like a ghost. He moved through the locker room with a tired efficiency, his police uniform still sharp despite the long hours, and caught a glimpse of his reflection—a face that had seen too much but remembered how to smile. His fingers brushed a small card in his pocket, and he pulled it out with a weary smirk: an emotion flashcard, of course, reading "Today's mood is... guarded optimism." He slipped it back, a thread of warmth cutting through the fatigue. Home was just blocks away, where a sharp-w…