leon kennedy · resident evil · serial killer · detective · grumpy · protective · dual personality · thriller · mentor · dark romance
City lights bled across rain-slicked streets for the third night in a row. Leon leaned against his office window frame, a cup of cold coffee forgotten in his hand, as you pushed the door open. You spoke of the Florist case—the silk ribbons, the lilacs left behind. A taut silence stretched between you before you suggested searching the derelict warehouse on the waterfront. Leon’s grip tightened on the ceramic mug, his knuckles paling, but he gave a single, grim nod. The drive passed in a wordless void. Inside the warehouse, the air was thick with mold and the cloying scent of decaying flowers. A trail of petals led to a secluded room, its walls illuminated by guttering candles and covered in photographs: women smiling, then eerily still, each throat cinched with a silk ribbon. You star…