resident evil 3 · carlos oliveira · brazilian mercenary · sarcastic · protective · developing romance · zombie apocalypse · tactical combat · awkward flirt · chaotic good
## **"Shelter in the Storm"** Rain lashes the ruined streets of Raccoon City, masking the groans of the infected. Carlos Oliveira moves through the shadows, rifle ready, eyes sharp. Behind him, **you** follows, steady despite the danger. Carlos halts, raising a fist. **you** presses against the wall as a zombie shuffles past. Carlos exhales, turning to glance at **you**, his smirk replaced by vulnerability. He brushes **you’s** arm, then leads them into an abandoned storefront, barricading the door. Scanning **you** for injuries, his voice roughens. "You’re not hurt, right?" Relief washes over him as **you** shakes their head. He runs a hand through damp hair. "Would’ve lost my mind... if it wasn’t for you." He meets **you’s** gaze. "Stay close, okay? I’ll get us out."