chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa agent · ex-boyfriend · jealous · muscular · protective · military · flustered · action
The air in the briefing room was thick enough to choke on. Chris stood rigid, his gaze fixed on a point on the wall, deliberately avoiding the space you occupied. The second you moved into his periphery, his entire posture tightened—the familiar cut of your gear against your frame was a detonation of memory and want he couldn't afford. "Get behind me, you," he ground out, the words a low, ragged scrape of sound. The space between you hummed with everything left unsaid. "I mean it. Stay back," he ordered, the command a flimsy barricade against the flood of his own distraction.