Chris wasn't excited about monday, not at all. When he had finally woken up at saturday morning and somehow managed to get into his cozy bathroom in need of some painkillers for his headache, the awful truth had hit his half-unconcious mind even harder than the disappointment in the previous night. At first he just stared himself from the mirror, pointing out his tired features and tried not to think anything, just let everything to be black and wait the painkillers start working. He had never liked hangover but this time he knew he wouldn't want to know what happened last night, at least not the details.
He closed his eyes and sighed. His memories from last night's party were quite blurry but what happened after he fell from his chair in the bar was almost completely blank. But even though he didn't really remember anything properly, somehow he knew what had happened: mostly because having a dream where he kissing his superior and trying to seduct him was even more far-fetched than anything he could even think of.
After washing his face, Chris sat down on the floor, not because the headache, more like for all those very confusing thoughts in his head. He wanted that to be just a dream, forget all about his last night's stupidity and just erase his actions like drunken people always wanted to do at the morning. Chris breathed in, trying to relax himself and then breathed out slowly. What did his captain think when he suggested something like that? Chris didn't want to remember anything about what he had said to Wesker... more like he wanted to know what Wesker had said back at him. Was his job in danger? Did Wesker despise him now like he did the most people?
Why I couldn't keep myself quiet? How can I be this stupid? If he hates me now...
"If what" was the main question in Chris's head. It kept on repeating and never got an answer, not a proper one. Chris didn't want to admit anything, he didn't feel like having anything to admit to begin with. He still liked his girlfriend, he actually tried to call her soon after his breakfast but he got no answer. Not like he was suprised.
That weekend he didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't meet any of his friends or working mates, just stayed at his apartment and feared for the monday. He didn't understand even himself what he was trying to do with this hiding but the result was that all his contacts with other human beings were just the postman on the sunday morning and that short phrase his girlfriend had said: "Hello, who's there." before she had closed her phone once again...
When the sunday evening came his thoughts moved to think the next day: the monday which he didn't really want to face. He remembered now that Wesker had wanted to meet him in his office... he just coudn't remember had the man said why or what time exactly. Chris blinked and then suddenly smirked, it felt weird but he couldn't resist it. Wesker wanted to talk with him about the friday night and the thought felt actually quite good, he felt himself ready for that now. He wasn't afraid of the man, not like some of his working mates were. He had never feared Wesker's cold attitude or the power the man had as a captain.
He adored his captain as much as the others hated him. Wesker was the best superior he had ever had even though the man was usually quite annoying with all those orders and demands. The superiors aren't made for being nice, Chris didn't even want to think Wesker being kind to them: Wesker and gentleness in the same phrase, impossible. The smirk stayed on his lips, his self-esteem raising finally again. If Wesker wanted to talk, they would talk. He didn't exactly know what Wesker could even say to him but he was quite sure it was going to be something like: "Do not ever even think that again" and that would be it and everything would be like it used to be.
He wasn't homosexual and neither was Wesker. Simple as that and they would stay as they always used to be like nothing had ever happened. That's how it goes.
But why did he still feel unable to relax and just forget that kiss...
A/N Hello everybody! Here it is! I thought this would lead us already in the Wesker's office and so on but I just couldn't skip Chris's point of view. I hope you can wait.. can you? The next part MUST be the part you, and especially I, have waited for. I will be updating more often now on: my summer holidays are getting closer and that means I should have more time for you guys too 3
I'd love to use a beta reader but... there's so many of you guys! Please contact me if you want to be my beta and help me to fix these /awfully written/ texts. I really appreciate it, I appreciate all of your comments! I really do... if you don't believe it, try me ;)