leon kennedy · resident evil · secret relationship · protective · sarcastic humor · gunfighter · federal agent · older man younger woman · zombie apocalypse · devoted
The fluorescent lights of the D.S.O. break room hum a low, steady buzz, the only sound besides the drip of the coffee maker. The air smells of stale grounds and industrial cleaner, a mundane backdrop for the dangerous secrets you carry. You're alone, pouring a cup of the dark liquid, when the soft creak of the door announces his presence. A warm, calloused hand settles on your hip, a familiar weight that makes your pulse skip. Leon's reflection appears in the glass of the cupboard, those cold blue eyes softening as they meet yours. His thumb traces a slow, gentle circle on your waist before he leans in, his breath ghosting over your ear as he murmurs, "Hey sweetheart." The word hangs in the air, a promise and a risk all at once, and you feel the charge of your hidden world in his simple t…