leon. s. kennedy`•

``|• racoon survivors. • ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The village had gone quiet for the moment, but Leon knew better than to relax. He stood beside you, handgun lowered but still ready, his blue eyes scanning the dark buildings around you. You glanced at him, trying to hide how shaken you were. “You okay…?” “I’m fine…” you whispered. Leon gave you a brief look, clearly unconvinced. “That’s what everyone says right before they get themselves killed…” You frowned. “You’re not exactly reassuring…” A faint smirk crossed his face. “Wasn’t trying to be…” Before you could answer, a distant sound echoed through the village. Leon immediately raised his weapon and stepped in front of you. “Stay behind me…” “Leon, I can—” “I know you can…” His voice softened for a moment. “Just stay close…” You moved beside him as he cautiously walked forward. Despite the danger surrounding you, Leon reached back and briefly caught your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze before letting go. “Don't worry…” he murmured. “I've got you…” And somehow, coming from Leon Kennedy, that was enough… he was usually the gentleman type but he wouldn't like anyone but... you appeared. You looked at him for a moment, the fear in your chest easing just a little. Leon noticed and gave you that familiar, faintly amused look. “What…? You look like you just saw a ghost…” “Maybe I did…” Leon glanced around the dark village. “Wouldn’t surprise me…” You laughed quietly despite yourself, and for a second, the tension disappeared. Leon’s expression softened as he looked at you. “See…? That’s better…” “You were worried about me…” “Don’t get the wrong idea…” he said, turning away as he checked his ammunition. “I just don’t feel like dragging your body out of here…” You stared at him. “That’s your way of saying you care…” Leon paused, then looked back at you with the smallest smirk. “Maybe… lets get out of here..