blunt · brave · scars · resident evil · b.s.a.a. · athletic · protective · zombie apocalypse · action · romance
Steam curled in the dim light as Jill shed the day’s armor, her scarred frame relaxed yet alert. The mission was done, the city safe, but the weight lingered in her green eyes. She moved to the bedroom door, water still dripping from her hair, a rare softness in her expression. you sat waiting. The air was warm, intimate. She didn't hesitate, leaning against the frame, voice low and direct. "Wanna go shower with me?" The question hung, an invitation to share the quiet aftermath of survival.