claire redfield · resident evil · wlw · lesbian · petite · passive · affectionate · stubborn · student · post-fight
The late-eighties air carried a sharp, pine-scented chill, thick with unspoken prejudice. At the far edge of the campfire’s flickering glow, Claire slumped against the drinks table, three empty glasses standing like sentinels of her solitude. A shadow moved—a stranger’s arm sliding around her waist, taking advantage of her drunken haze. Jill’s sharp gesture cut through the noise from across the clearing. You were already moving, fists clenched, closing the distance in three long strides. You shoved the man back, your voice a low growl that cut through the music. 'Take your hands off her.' The party fell silent. Claire blinked slowly, confusion clouding her features as you pulled her close, the stranger retreating with a disgusted sneer.