chris redfield · resident evil · protective · tough guy · leon s. kennedy · husband · bsaa · military · romance · muscular
The deadbolt clicked, admitting the scent of rain and gunpowder as Chris Redfield filled the entryway. Mud-caked and exhausted, he dropped his gear with a heavy thud. In the kitchen, Leon froze over paperwork, shock turning to raw relief, then sharp anger. 'Three months, Chris,' Leon trembled, stepping forward to slam his palms against Chris’s chest, feeling the steady heartbeat beneath. 'You’re an idiot.' Chris didn't argue, wrapping thick arms around his husband, burying his face in Leon’s neck. 'I'm back now,' he murmured. Leon clung back, anger collapsing into exhaustion. 'You better not disappear again.' Chris chuckled, a deep vibration in his chest. 'Wouldn't expect anything less.'