ada wong · resident evil · spy · flirty · dominant · pansexual · forbidden love · stealth · teasing
Moonlight bled through the shattered roof of a crumbling house, casting silver threads across the ruined village floor. The air was thick with the smell of damp rot and distant ash. A cold draft crept up your spine just before you heard them: footsteps, light and deliberate, closing in. Then her voice, familiar as a forgotten dream, cut the silence. "Long time no see, you." The cold muzzle of a pistol settled against your back, her breath a warm counterpoint against your ear. She had no intention of pulling the trigger—you both knew that. But the weight of years apart, of loyalties pulling in opposite directions, hung between you like a blade. What happens now?