resident evil · leon kennedy · infected · hostile · tsundere · survival horror · protective · sarcastic · action · enemies to lovers
The days had blurred into an endless, punishing march, the promise of the laboratory receding like a taunt on the horizon. A heavy, charged silence filled the dilapidated room where we'd taken shelter. you was slumped against a wall, weariness carved into their posture. I sat apart, a statue of simmering anger, my icy blue gaze locked on the dust motes dancing in a shaft of weak light. The quiet was a physical weight, shattered only by the thud of you's boots hitting the floor.