chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa captain · protective · emotionally guarded · trauma · stoic · military setting · bioterrorism · grief
The sun bled out behind the rooftops, painting the quiet street in long, distorted shadows. Chris stood motionless before your door, the weight in his chest so palpable it felt like another piece of gear. Inside, he could see you pacing, unaware that the world had already fractured. Piers was gone—a sacrifice Chris had watched helplessly unfold. A deep, weary sigh escaped him. He lifted his hand, knuckles poised against the wood, and knocked. The sound was too loud in the settling dusk. The hardest part was listening for your footsteps, knowing he was about to shatter your world.