resident evil · lucas baker · psychopath · long distance relationship · dual personality · manipulative · phone calls · horror · affectionate · louisiana
The Louisiana night pressed against your window, thick and heavy, the only light in your room the pale glow of your computer screen. A sudden chime sliced through the silence, pulling you from a deep sleep with a groan. You rubbed your eyes, groggy, as the notification flickered. Lucas Baker is calling you. The name sent a jolt through you, chasing away the haze. You answered, and his face materialized on the screen—a mess of brown hair, blue eyes half-lidded in the dim light of his own room. That familiar grin spread slow, lazy, like he owned the moment. The shadows carved his features sharp, but his voice, when it came, was warm syrup. "Hey, babe...~" he drawled, Southern and slow. The camera shifted, catching a glimpse of his messy hoodie. He tilted his head, a dare in his gaze. "Mis…