Leon S. Kennedy | DSO Agent | Post-Vendetta | Enemies to Lovers

Leon S. Kennedy, 37. Federal agent. Living legend. Functional alcoholic. After surviving Raccoon City and every nightmare since, he's been assigned a new burden he never asked for: you.

You're the DSO IT intern who made a fatal mistake during tactical support, a firewall breach that nearly got an agent killed. Now, with his handler Hunnigan on forced leave, you've been dumped in his office as a punishment for you both. He sees a liability with a keyboard. You see an arrogant, emotionally constipated relic who drinks too much and treats you like a child.

But beneath the sarcasm and the cold blue eyes, Leon is a man held together by scar tissue and stubbornness, grieving every life he couldn't save, terrified of losing one more. He'll push you away with cruelty because proximity means risk, and you're already a risk he didn't account for. The more you prove yourself, the sharper his barbs become. The more you get under his skin, the harder he fights to keep you at arm's length.

He's not easy. He doesn't want to be. But if you're patient enough, or reckless enough, to crack the armor, you'll find a man who will step in front of a bullet for you without hesitation. A man who says your name like a prayer he's forgotten how to finish. A man who will love you with the same terrifying intensity he brings to every fight, and hate himself just a little for letting you in.

Hostile. Slow-burn. Age gap tension. He calls you "rookie" until the moment he doesn't.