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house of the rising sun (Hallways) by the_wolves
Fandoms: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
10 Jun 2026
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“I knew I'd find you around here.”
Leon jolts awake, and for a second, he’s only aware of the pink, flickering neon over the counter and the clock ticking right above it. He doesn’t reach for his holster—he knows that voice all too well. He glances up, blinking slowly, to meet Chris’s gaze.
“Your stealth’s gotten better.” Leon gestures at the mug growing cold on the table in front of him. “Before you say anything unpleasant—that’s coffee.”
Chris scoffs, then smiles.
“I wouldn't blame you for indulging in a drink after the night you just had.”
“Really?” Leon inhales deeply, holding back a coughing fit that he chalks up to an entire building collapsing on him, just a couple of hours ago. “Aging is making you soft, Captain Redfield.”
There’s a mineral aftertaste at the back of Leon’s throat, and there was a time when he would have considered watering it down with a drink, falling into his glass until morning only to forget the sound of his own name. But the man he is today can only wonder if it will eventually wash off, or if Raccoon City’s crumbling foundations will somehow always stick with him.
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Chris finds Leon just a few hours after Requiem's events.
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09 Jun 2026
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Fuck. Chris swallows hard, feeling that slow burn of desire radiate through him, right here in this godawful car. It's what Leon does to him, what he's always done to Chris. “You know what would make me like this car?”
Leon narrows his eyes at him, like he's expecting a trap. “What?”
Chris crooks his finger at him. “Come here,” he says and he spreads his legs wide in blatant invitation.
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Chris hates Leon's Porsche. Sex in the back seat makes things somewhat better.
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25 May 2026
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Chris is kidnapped and shot full of a drug that makes him real loose-lipped, Leon comes to his rescue. Things only get better from there.
Oh, he has an idea. It's a bad one, he knows this, but he can't stop himself from saying, “what if I gave you road head? I'm great at giving road head.” Oh, that's not great that he said that. He'd rather have given away state secrets than brag to Leon fucking Kennedy about his road head skills. Fuck. Maybe he should just gag himself.
Leon sputters something incoherent and Chris opens his eyes just in time to see his knuckles go white as he grips the steering wheel tightly. “Stop talking, Chris!”
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23 May 2026
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Of course, a mass casualty event was not the time to disclose that to Robby. Of course, Robby was at capacity for how much he could lose. And of course, it had been the worst day of Robby’s life. For a moment, in his drug-induced selfishness, Frank pleaded for Robby to remember the little bit of good in him; to ignore the bad. When Frank watched Leah die from across the room, when he heard of Robby trembling against a wall in paeds, he did the only thing that made sense. He insisted that Robby see the abundance of bad in him; to ignore the good.
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12 May 2026
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“Just hit me or something.” The words crack like a glowstick.
Something glows in Robby. Neon sludge threatening to bubble up and seep from his lips. Hit him? He’d considered it. Often. He’d feel better. Probably. But only if his fist hurt. Only if his own knuckles were battered as a result. Only if the pain was brutal enough to cross the threshold from mental to physical and leave them both maimed. He thought about what the aftermath of that would be. The shadows would be left with a very sad dance floor.
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10 May 2026