Note: I don't own anything here! Most of all, I can't believe you people
like this story! That's sooo not right! Y'all are enjoying it while the
author's flippin' out over it and thinking everything is not the right
way..but..if ya's like it then, I guess I like it. Enough to keep writing
that is. O.O But other than that. This is a short chapter, and it's short
for a reason. . Don't question it.
The feeling of release from strain came over Chris Redfield that moment. He felt Jill's chest rising up and down softly with her breathing as he laid atop of her. Jill was sleeping now, but Chris was still awake. Thinking. Analysing certain things.
What had followed after Denny's phone call was a bit of a surprise to Chris. But now he lay with no clothing on, neither the exhausted woman underneath his body. It was a lot more relaxing and less embarrassing than Chris imagined. He wasn't 'shy'. Just maybe a little bit when it came to Jill though.
Jill, now she was sacred in a way. Chris never wanted to get into anything physical with her. It frightened him even. The thought of making love to her and than losing her to something awful..like Umbrella. It bothered him and ate at his mind so much that he'd taken a vow to himself never to fall in love with her, but the other day when she had tried to get close to him like that..it took everything out of him not to slap her off him in fear of actually losing and breaking that vow. But he realized soon enough that he'd already fallen in love with Jill. And before any of the horrible hell that entered there lives, he loved her. Like a man in a sappy romance novel that annoyed the hell out of him. He was that man now.
"Chris?"
"Huh?" he looked up casually and looked up into Jill's tired eyes.
"Ugh..move your head. You're going to make my left tit numb if you keep lying there like that", she grumbled.
"That's very modest and lady like of you Jill", Chris answered sarcastically as he shifted to a new position.
"I think I lost all modesty about an hour and a half ago. Maybe I'll find it later, like in a doctor's office or something.."
"I wonder if we pissed of those people that were fucking yesterday! That'd make my day complete!" Chris laughed all of a sudden.
He crawled up over Jill and pressed the side of his right face against the wall. A look of concentration spread over his face as he listened now.
"Drats, my dreams have been foiled again", he snapped his fingers.
Jill let out a fake gasp, "I thought your dreams were me!"
"Oh, they are, Jill. They are..", Chris began to stare into space and grin for a few seconds before Jill tapped on his shoulder.
"Hey, be serious for a second", Jill frowned, "I have some questions for you."
"Ok, shoot."
"Are you mad at me, for yesterday? You know, when I jumped on you like that", Jill asked first.
"No", Chris cocked his eye brow.
"Are you afraid of getting in a relationship?"
"What?! No!" Chris stared at Jill's stern look and answered truthfully, "Kinda."
"Are you in love with me or not?" She finished.
"Yes", Chris ran his hand across Jill's cheek and pulled her closer to him.
The feeling of release from strain came over Chris Redfield that moment. He felt Jill's chest rising up and down softly with her breathing as he laid atop of her. Jill was sleeping now, but Chris was still awake. Thinking. Analysing certain things.
What had followed after Denny's phone call was a bit of a surprise to Chris. But now he lay with no clothing on, neither the exhausted woman underneath his body. It was a lot more relaxing and less embarrassing than Chris imagined. He wasn't 'shy'. Just maybe a little bit when it came to Jill though.
Jill, now she was sacred in a way. Chris never wanted to get into anything physical with her. It frightened him even. The thought of making love to her and than losing her to something awful..like Umbrella. It bothered him and ate at his mind so much that he'd taken a vow to himself never to fall in love with her, but the other day when she had tried to get close to him like that..it took everything out of him not to slap her off him in fear of actually losing and breaking that vow. But he realized soon enough that he'd already fallen in love with Jill. And before any of the horrible hell that entered there lives, he loved her. Like a man in a sappy romance novel that annoyed the hell out of him. He was that man now.
"Chris?"
"Huh?" he looked up casually and looked up into Jill's tired eyes.
"Ugh..move your head. You're going to make my left tit numb if you keep lying there like that", she grumbled.
"That's very modest and lady like of you Jill", Chris answered sarcastically as he shifted to a new position.
"I think I lost all modesty about an hour and a half ago. Maybe I'll find it later, like in a doctor's office or something.."
"I wonder if we pissed of those people that were fucking yesterday! That'd make my day complete!" Chris laughed all of a sudden.
He crawled up over Jill and pressed the side of his right face against the wall. A look of concentration spread over his face as he listened now.
"Drats, my dreams have been foiled again", he snapped his fingers.
Jill let out a fake gasp, "I thought your dreams were me!"
"Oh, they are, Jill. They are..", Chris began to stare into space and grin for a few seconds before Jill tapped on his shoulder.
"Hey, be serious for a second", Jill frowned, "I have some questions for you."
"Ok, shoot."
"Are you mad at me, for yesterday? You know, when I jumped on you like that", Jill asked first.
"No", Chris cocked his eye brow.
"Are you afraid of getting in a relationship?"
"What?! No!" Chris stared at Jill's stern look and answered truthfully, "Kinda."
"Are you in love with me or not?" She finished.
"Yes", Chris ran his hand across Jill's cheek and pulled her closer to him.