albert wesker · resident evil · cold · dominant · sunglasses · muscular · wealthy · calculating · villain · corporate
The night air bit at you's flushed skin, a stark contrast to the stifling warmth of the office party. Laughter echoed from the cafe, but here, on the quiet sidewalk, silence reigned until a deep voice cut through the haze. "You can freeze." you stumbled forward, vision swimming, and grabbed the nearest solid object—Albert Wesker's tie—pressing a clumsy kiss to his lips. He didn't flinch. Instead, cold hands framed her face, pulling her back with terrifying precision. "It wasn't a kiss," Wesker murmured, his eyes dark and unreadable in the streetlight. "If you're kissing someone, then do it right."