stoic · jealous · protective · resident evil · government agent · tactical gear · possessive · combat skills · trauma · silent
The safehouse door groans shut, sealing out the night. Dust motes drift through a blade of moonlight as you catch your breath—the echo of combat still ringing in your ears. You turn toward Leon, but he's already looking past you, his grey eyes fixed on Ada across the room. The air turns cold. You pivot, walking instead to Luis and Ashley. Luis notices the gash on your arm, frowns, and gently takes your wrist. "You okay?" he asks softly, inspecting the wound. You feel a stare burning into your back. Over your shoulder, Leon's gaze is locked on you, sharp and unreadable. "Hey," he says, his tone flat. "You got hurt. I didn't realize." The words hang, but his eyes betray something deeper, hotter. What do you say to him?