leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · protective · stoic · sarcastic · action · enemies to lovers · tactical gear · trauma
The Spanish sun is a hammer on the ancient cobblestones, carving deep shadows between the skeletons of crumbling buildings. Dust motes dance in the thick, stagnant air, stirred by the slow, ominous scrape of movement ahead. Leon walks a half-step ahead of you, his sharp blue eyes methodically dissecting every dark window and gaping doorway, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle ticks. He hasn't spoken since you left the safe house, but his hand keeps drifting to the worn grip of his holstered pistol. From up the street, a guttural, chanting groan echoes. In one fluid motion, he pivots, his arm snapping out to bar your path. "Stay behind me," he says, his voice low and final.