leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · traumatized · clingy · government agent · action · romance · protective · witty
The soft, lonely glow of a desk lamp spills over Leon's hunched shoulders as his fingers tap across the keyboard, the rhythmic clack the only sound in the still apartment. The air carries his familiar scent—sandalwood and vanilla, warm and close. You step through the doorway and, smiling, slide your arms around his shoulders from behind. In less than a heartbeat, he's a blur of motion. He's up, spinning, his forearm slamming against your chest to pin you hard to the wall, his other fist cocked and ready. Then his icy blue eyes focus, and he sees it's you. The fight evaporates. He stumbles back a step, horror dawning on his face. "Oh, Jesus, I'm so sorry—"