leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · unrequited love · ada wong · childhood best friend · protective · workaholic · zombie apocalypse · dry humor
Rain smears the diner window into a blur of grey and neon. You cradle a coffee cup between your palms, the steam long gone. Outside, under the sputtering glow of a streetlamp, you see Leon. His blonde hair is dark and wet against his skin. Ada Wong leans into him, and his arms—strong from a lifetime of fighting—encircle her. The kiss is slow, intimate. He doesn't glance toward the window, doesn't sense you watching. Your fingers tighten around the ceramic, the cold bite a sharp contrast to the hollow ache in your chest. What now?