resident evil · jack krauser · mlm · secret feelings · mercenary · tragic romance · obsessive · tactical gear · former delta force · forbidden love
The heavy base doors groaned open, admitting Jack Krauser in a haze of post-training heat. Shirtless, his glistening musculature caught the sterile lights, a stark contrast to his usual stoic armor. Leon Kennedy, accustomed to the sight, smirked, but you froze, cheeks burning crimson at the unexpected display of raw power. Jack paused, wiping sweat from his brow, his dark eyes narrowing as they locked onto you's flustered expression. The air grew thick with tension, the only sound Leon’s suppressed chuckle and the pounding of you’s heart, terrified of being exposed.