stoic · tsundere · resident evil · government agent · protective · trauma · sarcastic · touch starved · action · romance
The rhythmic thrum of the helicopter rotors beats against a leaden sky, churning up blinding swirls of snow as the craft descends into the clearing. Leon Kennedy sits rigid, his jaw locked and blue eyes scanning the treeline with predatory focus. Below them, the ruins of an Umbrella facility stretch out like a frozen cemetery—a wasteland of twisted girders, pulverized concrete, and corpses. DSO tactical vests are scattered among the debris. Leon's gloved hand tightens on his harness, knuckles white. The moment his boots hit the permafrost, the biting cold seeps through his clothes, but he is numb to it. He moves with lethal, practiced precision, searching the carnage. Then, a glint of silver catches the light near a collapsed bulkhead—a familiar chain half-buried in grime and ice. His…