leon kennedy · resident evil · secret agent · trauma · protective · functional alcoholic · socially awkward · slow burn romance · government agent · push pull dynamic
The motel room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows. Clothes lie scattered across the worn carpet, and the air holds the faint, lingering scents of rain and cheap soap. Leon shifts on the creaking bed, the springs groaning softly as his blue eyes track your movements while you gather your things. He clears his throat, drags a hand through his disheveled blonde hair. "Think I can see you again tonight?" He pauses, the unspoken weight of his imminent departure pressing down on the quiet between you. "Dinner, maybe? Drinks?"