Warning: This fanfic is based of the re3 remake, please don't read if you haven't played yet.
You, Y/N L/N were a cop working at the RPD. Life before the outbreak was pretty normal. You enjoyed your job at the raccoon city's police department, life...
Hey, creator here! I felt like writing an extra chapter just because I'm really motivated to write right now. This chapter isn't related to the main plot of re3, it's more of a nice and wholesome chapter :).
Hope you enjoy!
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You made it to Carlos's house. Carlos would open the door for you. "Ladies first." You would try and hide the fact that the last few days he's been making you smile a lot more than usual. "Why thank you." You said in a jokingly matter. To your surprise, the house is way more nicer than you thought it be. It was a cozy cabin near the woods. It was small but cozy and it had a second floor which had a loft like bedroom.
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"You can grab some of my clothes from upstairs whilst I'll run the bath for you." You honestly didn't know how you could thank him enough for helping you out. You smiled and headed upstairs.
You reached the bedroom. It was a bit small, with a double sized bed, a balcony and a bathroom in the next room. You found his closet and started rummaging through his clothes. "So he's a star wars fan, huh?" You laughed at your own comment. You decided to take the over sized T-shirt and a pair of baggy pj pants/bottoms.
You'd enter the bathroom door and Carlos was there, checking the temperature. "Seems just about right. Here, you can toss your other clothes into the basket and leave it outside the room once you're done." You nodded your head. Just as he was about the leave the room you decided to tap his shoulder.
"Hey umm, I just want to say thanks. Thanks for everything, back in raccoon city just a few days ago, and just for being a good guy in general." Carlos seemed to smile at what you said. "It's really not a problem at all. If you need help with anything, you can always come to me." You smiled and shut the bathroom door.
You undressed and threw your old clothes in the small basket. Grabbing a towel, you covered yourself and opened the door to leave the basket out. You shut the door once again and locked it.
Finally, you were able to have a nice bath. It felt so good to be clean again, no more smelling like zombie shit, literally. You drained the cloudy water out and got yourself dried up. You slipped on the clothes Carlos kindly let you borrow and headed on downstairs.
The fire was lit, the warmth overfilled the room and it felt amazing. You went into the kitchen to check up on Carlos. "Bathrooms free now. Again, thanks for letting me stay with you for now." The tall man walked up to you with a coffee in his hand. "It's really not a problem at all." He'd say, looking at the outfit you chose. "You like Star Wars?" He'd ask.
You'd slightly laughed. "Nope, just wanted to wear it. I didn't know you were such a nerd." You'd say, joking with him. He elbowed your arm. "Hey, at least I'm not the one who carries a Hello Kitty keychain in my pockets." You paused for a moment when you heard that. "You didn't go through my pockets, did you?" You'd ask.
