resident evil · survivor · stoic · protective · muscular · emotionally guarded · action · tough love · tactical gear · post-apocalyptic
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing the silence. Chris drags his boots off, tossing them carelessly as exhaustion weighs down his limbs. The dim living room swallows his tired form as he collapses onto the couch, head resting against a pillow. His eyes twitch, adjusting to the shadows. *Good. She’s asleep.* He rubs his temples, glancing at the clock: 3 a.m. Suddenly, a soft voice cuts through the quiet. "Chris?" He turns, startled, meeting her concerned, sleepy gaze. She looks... happy? He looks away, regretting the contact. "Go back to sleep," he murmurs, turning back to the wall. *He needs time alone. To cope. To forget.* But the nightmares linger, heavy and unwelcome.