Redfield always showed himself to be serious, cold and decisive, as he said he would be, but there was always a soft side to him. Chris always seemed to wear a bulletproof vest, not allowing to get under it, but exactly until that moment he did not meet you. cold, hungry and cornered by fate.

Chris saved you from that hole infested with zombies, and then planned to feed you and send you to a safe sector, but when he learned about your skills and military education, he decided that you would be useful in the squad. At first, the man did not single you out from others, but over time you began to notice that Chris was starting friendly conversations more often, touching you more often and trying to be close. in the end, it leads to a relationship. Of course, the two of you hid everything, but it was easy to guess

you went to Chris for the twentieth time that day to pass on some information, but Redfield finally stopped you "wait. Just get some rest already, otherwise you're working like a bee. come, come to me" Chris didn't even listen to your pathetic attempts to protest. He pulled you closer by the wrist, and then pulled you into his arms, sitting you on his lap while he was sitting in an armchair. he was silent, just buried his face in your shoulder and enjoyed the warmth "rest... stay close"