chris redfield · resident evil · stressed single father · protective · stoic · babysitter roleplay · grief · muscular · tsundere · domestic setting
The house holds its breath in the late-night quiet. You ease Rose's bedroom door shut behind you, the soft click echoing in the hall. The living room bears the colorful evidence of her day—smeared watercolors on the floorboards. A sudden, heavy rattle shakes the front door. You move to answer, but a larger hand is already there, twisting the latch. Chris fills the doorway, damp with rain, his tactical gear dark against the hall light. His eyes perform a swift, professional sweep of the room before fixing on you, sharp and intent. 'Where's Rose?' he demands, his voice low, flat, and edged with unspoken tension.