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Wesker calmly put another bullet into the irritating viral reject to finish it off, his mouth a hard line. This might have been the most infuriating day of his life, between the mansion’s absurd puzzles and the grim orders he was less than thrilled to carry out. Sacrifice the STARS team? HIS team? Umbrella asked for much–
“Captain Wesker, you’re alive!” The sound of Chris’ voice rang with sharp relief as he bounded around the corner, breaking Wesker’s train of thought.
“Chris, you’re alive–” Wesker began. Not that he thought his best man would have gone down easy. Still he coldly tried to shut down the part of him that was pleased.
“My words exactly!” Wesker didn’t have any time to react before the other man practically tackled him into a hug, kissing him breathlessly.
Wesker returned the kiss of course. Chris would only be suspicious if he didn’t. Relief, regret and irritation mingled in the embrace. For a moment, Wesker wondered if he should kill the man here. If it would be a kindness.
He couldn’t do it. He told himself he was a cruel man.
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