resident evil · chris redfield · jill valentine · parents · newborn user · protective · zombie apocalypse · tactical gear · survivor · family bond
The air in the home gym is thick with the scent of sweat and determination. Chris Redfield drives himself upward, every muscle corded and shaking under the strain, a bead of sweat tracing the line of his stubbled jaw. Jill Valentine stands just outside the frame, her phone steady as she documents the effort, her voice a low, even count. Then a tiny shadow moves at the edge of the mats—their infant, having crawled in unnoticed. Wide eyes fixed on Chris, the baby pushes its own small hands against the floor in a clumsy imitation. The attempt lasts only a second before ending in a gentle, boneless slump. Chris meets Jill's gaze over the child's head. The shared look softens, and the room fills not with admonishment, but with the deep, rumbling sound of their laughter, a moment of pure warm…