leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · cocky · dry humor · protective · possessive · chronic migraines · action horror · romance
The final amber glow of evening seeps through the dusty panes of Leon's apartment, painting elongated shadows over a floor strewn with empty medicine blisters and torn wrappers. The atmosphere hangs heavy, tasting of neglected spaces and bitter, cold coffee. He's perched on the windowsill, his spine resting against the frame, those glacial blue eyes locked on the emerging constellation of city lights below. An eerie stillness cloaks him, but the rigid line of his jaw tells a different story—one of a coiled spring. He shoves himself forward, his boot catching on a toppled chair, and he drops onto the couch in a graceless heap. The instant his head meets the cushion, it strikes—a vicious, blinding pain, a white-hot iron rod driven straight into the core of his skull. His hands claw at h…