Authoress: Hey guys hey~ :3 Short Chapter full of Cute!

Relax.

He decided to get away from everyone and everything. The office, the paper work, the buffoons. That was why Wesker was heading towards her house. The poor girl would most likely be sleeping still but he truly didn't care. He wanted to talk with her, to see what else she had to say about his situation. Seeing Fen would be a plus as well, the little puppy was adorable though he would never say it out loud. Wesker turned left and drove down the street to her house.

Claire woke up to the sound of a doorbell and barking. She rolled out of her bed, tripped, and stumbled to the door. She didn't bother to look out the peep hole and instead opened the door to curse out whoever woke her up on an off day. Her eyes squinted and her sleepy filled eyes widened while her mouth dropped. Wesker was in front of her and he happened to be quite amused if you went by his smirk."Hello Dear heart," She could feel his eyes move up and down. "I hope that this isn't bad time." Claire blushed and hid behind the door. She cursed at herself for wearing a small tank top and a thong. "I'm hardly wearing any clothes, yeah it just might be a bad time! Just come in..." Wesker did just that and watched as she shyly ran away, trying to cover herself until she reached her bedroom.

It's possible that he was watching her butt as she ran.

Fen walked up to Wesker and sniffed him happily. "Hello Fen." The puppy barked and nuzzled Weskers leg hoping to be patted or scratched, which Wesker did with a smile. Fen wagged his tail and barked. "Woof?" Wanna play? Claire came back out of her room wearing sweat pants and some slippers. She grabbed a dog toy, tennis ball, and headed toward the back yard. Claire motioned for Wesker to follow her, Fen ran outside as soon as the door opened. The two walked into the backyard and sat down on a bench. They talked while Claire threw the ball to Fen. "So what'ca here for?" She asked while she hummed. She had a feeling it was about his parents but she wasn't sure. "I almost called her again." Claire nodded as she grabbed the ball from Fen. "You're not suppose to force yourself to call you know..." She handed the ball to Wesker and smiled. "Your turn Sunglasses."

Wesker eyed the dirt covered ball, he had half a mind to give it back to her but decided against it. He threw the ball and spoke while Fen began to search for it. "I know that, I just want to get this over with." It's bad enough I have to work on you, but my parents are too much. Claire tsked and shook her head. "You aren't going to help yourself in the long run if you force it instead of being patient. It will be your fault if you screw up." Wesker grew silent. " I suppose...you're right Dear heart." Fen dropped the ball at his feet and panted excitedly, Wesker scratched behind the puppy's before throwing the ball again. Claire chuckled. "I know I'm right silly!"

Claire turned to him and smiled. "Besides if your patient then that weight on your shoulders will feel even better." Wesker quirked his eyebrow. "How so? Seems to me that as long as the weight isn't there then I'm fine." Claire tsked again and ran her fingers through her hair. "Usually when one isn't patient things don't go as planned and that just adds more weight on the persons shoulders. If you wait, figure out what exactly you need to do then the weight will vanish." Wesker shook his head, smiling at her happy attitude, it balanced with his usual annoyed one. "And if nothings goes right in general?" Claire stood and stretched, causing Weskers eyes to follow. "Then you move on." She whistled and Fen came running back to her, ball in mouth. "Come on in boy!"

The two walked back inside. Claire told Wesker to sit while she gave Fen food. Wesker did so and looked around her house. Strange clocks and peaceful paintings were hung on the walls of her home. Some walls were painted a bright Red and others White. It proved to him that she was in fact his opposite. The color scheme in his house was Black and Blue, opposing colors to her Red and White. There was one spot that was missing a picture and the sight threw him off. "Dear heart," Claire hummed in response and walked over to him. "That area is blank." Claire nodded. " I can't find a picture to fill up the spot."

"Then I will bring you one." He disliked seeing walls filled to the brim with pictures except one spot, it was irritating to see. Wesker squinted at the empty space, going through his mind trying to pick out which one of his many paintings would fill it. He felt the couch dip slightly and he turned. He didn't expect Claire to sit next to him.

Claire sat next to him, mimicking his squinting at the void area. "I was thinking of just painting something but I haven't had any ideas as of late." Their shoulders almost touched and Claire shoved back an urge to rest her head on his. The smell of his cologne was calming and it made her sleepy. Subconsciously she took a deep breath. "You smell wonderful..." She was almost positive that she sounded dreamy like in those sappy romance movies.

Wesker chuckled. "Thank you dear heart." He saw her nod out the corner of his eyes. Wesker felt the couch shift again and Claire yawned. "I suppose I should of at least told you I would be visiting..." He started to get but Claire's dainty hands wrapped around his wrist. "It's fine so...stay?" She looked at him hopefully, her lips slightly puckered like a child's. He smiled softly and sat back down. "You're very stubborn Claire, you obviously need sleep and yet you reject it for my company." I'm flattered.

Claire turned a dull pink. "I don't get visitors that often," Both noticed that her hand never left his wrist. Claire discovered that she was actually scared of him leaving if she let go. "Besides you're great company." She smiled at him, her still sleepy eyes shined with adoration. It was silly to adore the man but she did, what would happen with her adoration she didn't know. She hoped it would just stay at that level and never progress further. A relationship with the man could mean her death. If Chris found out...

Wesker didn't know what to say to that. He couldn't understand why when she smiled at him he felt all coherent thoughts leave him and his mouth go dry. It was confusing, vexing, but all around pleasant. "You smiled quite often I've noticed." Claire nodded you should do the same, you have a nice smile Wesker." He felt her hand hesitantly slide up, almost touching his own hand. Her hand remained there for a couple of seconds before, without thinking, Wesker intertwined them. He was ninety-nine percent sure that was what she was attempting. Both looked down at their respective hands but neither of them made a move to let go.

Even through the gloves Claire could feel the warmth of him. She scooted closer and rested her head on his shoulder. She fought the sleep that she needed and spoke again. "You're really comfortable Wesker..." Her voice was barely above a whisper and her eyes closed slowly. She drifted off to sleep next to him. Something she found wasn't all that bad.

Wesker heard her breathing slow, she had fallen asleep. He tensed at first unsure of what to do but he immediately relaxed when she snuggled up to him. The feeling of her heartbeat was soothing and Wesker found himself wishing to join her in sleep. He rested his head against hers and after much debate closed his eyes as well. He found that she too was comfortable.

Both would be embarrassed about having 'slept together' when they woke up again. But as of right now, they were perfectly fine with the situation.

Fen decided to go to sleep as well and curled into a ball at their feet. If he was human he would have been smiling at the peaceful sight of the two humans. Of course his 'smile' would of looked awkward and down right silly. Oh the woes of a dog. Before long Fen the puppy joined them in their dreamland.

Unbeknownst to either of them, their hands remained intertwined.

Authoress: D'awwwwwwwww :3 This is my attempt at fluff. But even if it wasn't Fluff this chapter would still be cute right? Of course! Review Yeah? :D