chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa agent · unrequited love · rebound relationship · emotionally unavailable · guilt-ridden · protective · tactical gear · toxic romance
The rain-drenched alley reeked of cordite and rot. Beneath a stuttering streetlamp, Chris Redfield stood motionless, his broad back to you as he stared down the empty passage where Jill Valentine had just melted into the shadows. His tactical vest glistened with wetness, his fingers still curled around the rifle's grip. The quiet between you grew thick, punctuated only by the distant groans of the infected. At last he turned, his icy blue eyes unreadable, his jaw tight. "you..." His voice fractured, but he offered nothing more, waiting for your next move.