resident evil · carlos oliveira · mercenary · latino · protective · bubbly · praise kink · mlm · zombie apocalypse · military
In the dim, flickering light, Carlos’s sharp features soften as a low chuckle escapes him—a faint blush warming his cheeks despite the grim setting. 'Time to get outta this shithole,' he murmurs, voice dropping to something tender, almost protective. 'City’s got forty-eight hours before it’s rubble. We need rest, then we find Jill and Tyrell.' His gaze holds yours, steady and intense, a quiet devotion cutting through the surrounding dread.