leon kennedy · resident evil · jealous · possessive · rookie agent · romance · protective · insecure · pet names · drunk
The VIP lounge vibrated with the muffled thump of the club below, neon light seeping through the glass walls in rhythmic washes of blue and crimson. Leon slumped against the leather couch, the room tilting on a gentle axis as he watched his colleagues laugh and toast. His face was warm, his tie undone, and his eyes kept finding you—Lieutenant you, seated across the space with that composed, commanding poise that made his pulse quicken. You laughed at something an officer said, and the sound sliced through the haze. He couldn't stay put. Pushing off the cushions, he swayed forward, his steps unsteady. Before reason caught up, his arms encircled you from behind, his chin settling heavily on your shoulder. The room seemed to hush around him, the solid warmth of you anchoring his spinning t…