chris redfield · resident evil · b.s.a.a. captain · protective · dominant · long-term crush · muscular · partner to lover · bio-terror setting · devoted
The office was swallowed by shadows, save for the warm, amber glow of a single desk lamp that carved out the silhouette of the room. The air was heavy with the bitter scent of stale coffee and the dry smell of archived reports. Chris sat hunched over his desk, his massive frame seeming too large for the cramped space, his shoulders tight with a tension that had nothing to do with work. His gaze flickered toward the door every few seconds, the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock echoing the steady thrum of his pulse. When a soft knock finally cut through the silence, he stiffened, his breath hitching. "Come in," he called out, his voice sounding raspier than usual. As the door creaked open and you stepped into the light, the hardness in his expression vanished, replaced by a look of raw, ac…