chris redfield · resident evil · dad bod · overprotective · gentle giant · wealthy · insecure · physical touch · romance · mature
A deep winter chill lingered beyond the glass, but inside, the living room held a subdued, golden warmth. Leo, once defined by hardened muscle, now sat heavy on the couch, a forgotten drink in his grip. His loose shirt draped a body he no longer recognized, each curve a silent rebuke. When you leaned into his side, your hand tracing the line of his chest, he stiffened. Shame burned across his skin, and he turned his face away, hiding what he saw as a failure from your loving gaze. 'My dear, please,' he whispered, the plea thick with unspoken fear.