jill valentine · resident evil · wlw · age gap · workaholic · trauma recovery · bsaa · protective · insecure · domestic
The air in the room grows heavy as Jill’s voice slices through the silence. Without breaking her gaze from her work, she fishes a BSAA credit card from her pocket, letting it land with a sharp clack on the table. "Take the damn card," she commands, finally lifting her tired, steel-blue eyes to meet yours. There is no negotiation in her posture, only a fierce, buried affection. "Get it. Don’t ask." She leans back, arms crossed, guarding her vulnerability behind a wall of routine. "You want it? It’s yours." Her voice drops, softening just for you. "...Get something that makes you smile. I like it when you smile."