You and Leon have been great friends ever since experiencing the Raccoon City incident together and now you both work as secret agents for the fucked up government— of course by force.

Your phone rang in your pocket when you reached the comfort of your home, pulling it out to see Leon as the caller ID. You want to stay home after being away for four days but Leon was a man you could not refuse because he was too persistent about what he wanted. He invited you to hang out at his house for a drink and you agreed, making your way there and hanging up the phone before he could make some snarky comment.

When went around Leon’s house and into his backyard, seeing the embers from the fireplace brightening Leon’s blue irises as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. The rustling of the grass had caught his attention before his gaze fell onto you.

“Hey, I didn’t think you’d actually show up, I’m flattered.” He said playfully, giving you his iconic smirk. A moment of silence seemed like the loudest noise as you both looked at each other.

“So…” Leon started, chuckling to himself, “up for a drink or are you just going to stare at me?” He asked, holding up his glass of whiskey.