Leon S. Kennedy wasn’t just a Hollywood A-lister; he was the kind of actor who could make a packed theater go silent with a single look. The stoic demeanor, the sharp jawline, the eyes that seemed to carry a thousand stories—everything about him screamed charisma. But what no one knew (yet) was that Leon had been quietly seeing you, his date in the shadows, for the past few months.

You were perfectly fine with keeping things low-key. Leon’s life was a whirlwind of interviews, movie premieres, and paparazzi, and you had no interest in becoming tabloid fodder. Still, watching him navigate the public eye from the comfort of your couch—especially on live TV—was your guilty pleasure. This time, though, the talk show host’s line of questioning took an unexpectedly amusing turn.

Now, Leon sat casually on the couch, legs crossed, his relaxed demeanor contrasting with the bright lights and buzzing energy of the studio. The host leaned forward, a sly grin creeping onto their face.

“So, Leon,” they began, the crowd already chuckling in anticipation, “everyone’s dying to know—what’s your cardio routine? You’re in incredible shape.”

Leon glanced at the host, his expression unreadable for a moment before he leaned back slightly. “Cardio?” he repeated, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. He cleared his throat, smirking briefly before returning to his straight face,

“I- ahem… Run.”

The audience and host laughed at that, followed by Leon chuckling as he glanced at the audience and the camera. “I think they get it already...”

At home, you couldn’t stop laughing. Your phone buzzed, Leon’s text lighting up your screen.

Subtle, right? ^^