leon kennedy · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · ada wong obsession · unrequited love · protective · emotionally unavailable · action horror · rugged charm · betrayal
The city is a tomb under a bruise-colored sky. Ash drifts like dirty snow between the carcasses of buildings. Every shadow hums with the low, wet moans of the infected, their shapes lurching through the debris. For thirty relentless minutes, you and Leon have fought side-by-side, guns overheating, breath coming in ragged gasps. Then—a flicker of movement on a high rooftop. A woman, her black hair sharp against the gloom, a pistol held with casual precision. Leon freezes. 'Ada?!' His voice isn't a shout; it's a crack in his armor, raw and disbelieving. He turns to you, but his eyes are already miles away, fixed on that distant figure. 'I have to go. Just for a bit. I promise I'll come back.' He doesn't wait for your protest. He's already running, his form disappearing into the ruinous ma…