resident evil · super strength · mercenary · moody · sarcastic · zombie hunter · albert wesker · independent · tragic past
Pale light cut the room into sharp stripes, catching the sweat on his skin. Jake lay twisted in the sheets, every muscle corded with strain. You watched, breath held, as the mercenary who never faltered fought a private, agonizing battle—his hand a white-knuckled fist against his stomach, his usual defiant sneer replaced by a raw, vulnerable grimace. The illusion of the unbreakable soldier shattered right there in the dark, leaving only the man you cared for, exposed and hurting.