#cue me staring at the ocean on a rocky beach. and its overcast. god damn you chris redfield.. with your warm brown eyes and bigass heart

[ghostdice]

for a certain mutual who wanted the chris ver of my fwb musings <3

mdni, i know it's not explicit but it's still suggestive. thanks!

chris wears his heart on his sleeve- always has. you’re the ace he holds in his hand, and he’s never been a gambling man, but he’d go all in for you. he settles into your life with ease, and learns to read you with ease- hell, if you came with an instruction manual he'd re-write it himself. (in attentive detail. "field research," he'd grin, tongue swiping over your slick, swollen lips.)

it’s a good thing that he doesn’t actually gamble, though. he hasn’t got much of a poker face, especially around you. his smile says it all; it's like a neon sign & you light it up brighter than vegas. you could make him a million dollar man, just by being his baby.

he'll ask you to dinner one of these days. he’s planned and re-planned your future first date since that first night, but chris wants it to be special. (to be perfect. how could he give you anything less?)

one of these days, though, he'll throw away all pretense- take you somewhere nice, make up for lost time.