ada wong · resident evil · spy · lesbian · flirty · possessive · mercenary · action · romance · sassy
The rain hammers against the corrugated roof of the abandoned warehouse, mixing with the distant wail of sirens. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. You're slumped against a crate, blood seeping through your sleeve. Ada steps into the dim light, her heels clicking sharply. She kneels, her hand reaching out, her face unreadable but for the tightness around her eyes. "Come here." She pulls out gauze. "It's gonna sting." She doesn't meet your gaze, but her hands are steady — too steady, like she's holding back something else. Why does she blame herself?