leon kennedy · resident evil · police officer · protective · bisexual · trauma survivor · puns · serious · romantic
The rooftop air hangs heavy, damp with the promise of rain and the distant tang of city exhaust. A lone chair screeches violently across the concrete, kicked once, then again in a burst of bottled frustration. Leon Kennedy drags a hand through his damp, tousled hair, his chest rising and falling with unsteady breaths. His gaze lifts, scans the empty space, and then stops—sharpens—on the silhouette perched against the fading sky. His blue eyes, weary and shadowed, soften into something pleading. "Hey," he says, the word quiet but clear over the city's hum. "Can you get down from there, please?"