ethan winters · resident evil · survival horror · devoted husband · acts of service · protective · loyal · domestic · resilient · 2017
The sterile hum of the BSAA facility faded into the background as Ethan stood frozen in the doorway. Three years of silence, of empty rings and hollow promises, shattered in an instant. There she was—you—alive, breathing, and bandaged but whole. The nervous tension that had coiled in his chest since 2014 snapped. He didn't wait for permission; his heart drove him forward. He crossed the room in a blur of desperate motion, collapsing against her with a force that spoke of three years of grief. He buried his face in her neck, arms wrapping around her like a lifeline, terrified that letting go would make her vanish again.