Title:Memory Loss
Genre: Romance/Drama
Rating: T
Pairing: Wesker/Chris
Warnings: Some guy on guy-ness, short drabble (not really making sense), some possible OOC-ness, set after RE5.
Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil
Summery: Wesker doesn't remember a thing and Chris is willing to help him remember.
Memory Loss
"So you really don't remember a thing?" Chris asked, slightly skeptic.
"No." The blonde man, Wesker, watched wearily as the younger man's hands breezed over his wounds with tender hands. Wesker repressed a shutter of pleasure and pain and he felt the slight touch of the man's fingers over his burns.
"How did you know to come here?" The S.T.A.R.S. operative asked, spreading the herbal cream softly against the man, trying his best not to hurt him.
"I don't-" Wesker hissed in pain slightly. "Know. Something just told me to go in this direction and knock on your door. I just knew you'd help me."
Chris hummed in thought and then stopped his ministrations on Wesker's skin and put the lid on the case of the cream. The amnesic man found himself wishing the other man would touch him, but said nothing.
Suddenly Chris sighed and leaned against Wesker softly, making sure not to lean on any of his burns or other types of injuries. The older man stiffened almost unnoticeably. What was he supposed to do? What would he do if he had his memories and actually knew the man in front of him? Wesker relaxed and but his arms around the man's waist. It was apparently the right thing to do because as soon as he did, a happy sigh came from the man pressed against him and he nuzzled his neck. Wesker couldn't hold back a shiver this time as soft kisses were placed down his neck and onto his collar, leaving the skin a mixture of warm and cold.
"I missed you. I missed you so much." Chris breathed between every kiss to Wesker. He stared into the red and orange eyes and leaned over and fiercely kissed his former captain on the lips. The blonde responded but let Chris lead him. The two continued the battle with their tongues when suddenly Wesker gasped and his entire body began to shutter. Chris stopped and watched him.
"Are you okay, what happened?!?" Chris panicked.
"I-" Wesker stopped and looked up at Chris. "I think I just remembered something. I saw us." Wesker's eyes narrowed.
"We were making out like now, but I saw we've done it many times before."
"Do you think us kissing triggered the memory?" The younger male pondered.
"It must."
The two were silent in thought when suddenly a predator like grin crossed Chris' face.
"What?" The blonde haired man asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm more than happy to help you remember our…past activities." Chris grinned.
Wesker smirked. "I'm sure you are. Well than, lets get to it."
Somehow, Wesker didn't think he'd mind having to wait for him memories to come back anymore.
Owari
Inumaru12: Yeah…This story is rather…bleah. It's alright, considering it's my very first RE fanfic but I don't know how I did character personality wise. I guess I can kinda say Wesker isn't how he normally is because of his memory loss but that's just me being lazy. Anyway, any comments would be nice. Thanks for reading!