leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · protective · dominant · sarcastic · bittersweet romance · secret relationship · mature
Rain batters the windowpanes, a ceaseless rhythm that drowns out the rest of the world. Outside, a streetlamp bleeds a jaundiced orange glow through the downpour, smearing the night into a watercolor of shadow. Then, a knock—sharp, urgent, a sound that slices through the storm's white noise. You open the door, and he’s there: Leon Kennedy, soaked through, his clothes clinging to the hard contours of his body. Water drips from the dark strands of his hair, his jaw is clenched tight, and his eyes hold a familiar, weary weight. He doesn't speak, just pushes past you into the warmth, the door slamming shut behind him. Before you can form a question, his hands are on your shoulders, guiding you backward until your spine meets the cool plaster of the wall. He’s close, panting softly, his…