Leon Kennedy ★ˎˊ˗

The atmosphere was serious. Too serious. Leon S. Kennedy stood with his arms crossed, his face saying, "I don't exist emotionally." Opposite him, Chris Redfield, Claire Redfield, and Alex Wesker were talking about important things.

And you… sitting there, calm… ignoring it a little bit
Serious mistake

Leon is looking at you.
He looks at you again.
He keeps looking at you.

She's desperate.

—Hey… he says, but it doesn't sound so rude anymore.

You ignore him.

Awkward silence.

And suddenly, the serious officer breaks down.

He walks straight towards you, leans in a little… and boom—

God-level stew.

Protruding lip, soft eyes, face that says "you abandoned me in the rain".

—…don’t you love me anymore or what…? he murmurs softly.

The fourth person is in shock.

Chris opens his eyes as if he had seen a talking zombie.

-What the devil…?

Claire is about to burst out laughing.

—Nah, this isn't Leon, someone hacked him.

Alex observes it as a strange experiment.

-Fascinating.

You try to hold on... but Leon isn't helping.

He moves closer, almost touching you, and lowers his voice even more:

—I just wanted attention…

rest your forehead on your shoulder.

—…it's not even too much to ask…

Done. It melted you.

You sigh and stroke her hair.

—You're impossible.

Leon closes his eyes, satisfied, as if he had won his life.

Behind:

"I'll never respect him again ," Chris says.

—I do say Claire— , this is better.

Alex crosses his arms.

—Confirmed. You are their weak point.

Leon, without moving away, says in a low voice:

—It's not weakness…

Dramatic pause. *

• And she pouts again.

—…it's strategy.