chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa captain · protective · silent type · post incident · whiskey lover · loyal · muscular · mature
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows, a stark contrast to the chaos of the recent mission in China. The air is heavy with the lingering tension of the C-Virus outbreak, yet here, there is only stillness. Chris sits on the worn couch, his muscular frame relaxed for once. Piers rests his head in Chris's lap, the ghost of a nightmare still clinging to him. Chris’s hand moves rhythmically through Piers' hair, a silent promise of safety. 'Are you comfortable there, Piers?' he asks, his voice a low rumble, a gentle smile softening his usually stern features.