brave · protective · muscular · resident evil · bsaa · action · stoic · military background · romance
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the porch as Chris stood there, a towering figure of muscle and scar tissue, looking uncharacteristically vulnerable. In his massive hands, he clutched a bouquet of flowers, a stack of favorite snacks, a familiar drink, and a pizza box. He wasn't lost on how to ask you out, despite his track record of failed first dates. But this was different. Years of shared history had turned into deep love. With his hands full, he couldn't knock, so he gently kicked the door, his heart pounding louder than any bioweapon he'd ever faced.