Chrisker One-Shots

Who We Are

"Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say
Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face
There's no one quite like you
You push all my buttons down
I know life would suck without you

At the same time, I wanna hug you
I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You're an asshole but I love you
And you make me so mad I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known
But I hate you, I really hate you,
So much, I think it must be

True love, true love
It must be true love
Nothing else can break my heart like
True love, true love,
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you..."
True Love by P!nk

Warnings: MxM smut, if you don't like there's this magical thing called the back button.

The sound of glass shattering filled the dead silence of the apartment. Clipped words and snapped insults filled the room again as the two occupants continued their path of destruction through the apartment. Normally they reserved their hatred and bitterness for each other for the outside world, but not today. Chris had had enough of Wesker's callous, unyielding ways and Wesker didn't want to hear the younger man's petty complaints. But this was who they were. Bitter enemies till the end no matter how they may feel deep down for one another.

When the blonde proceeded to sit upon the leather sofa and try unsuccessfully to ignore the brunette trailing after him, Chris gripped the back of the couch and tipped it back. The couch fell back with a thunderous crash. Wesker glared at Chris, his eyes now visible since his sunglasses had fallen off his face. Those reddish-orange eyes with their slit pupils glared up at Chris with the deadly promise of retribution. Chris sneered at the blonde before stalking off into the kitchen. Wesker tried unsuccessfully to get back onto his feet as dignified as he could. On his feet, Wesker headed after Chris.

In the kitchen, Chris had retrieved himself a glass of water when Wesker stalked into the room. Wesker walked silently up to Chris before slapping the glass out of Chris' hand. The glass flew across the room and smashed into the stainless steel fridge. Still seething from before, Chris punched Wesker in the jaw, which ignited the all-out brawl in the apartment. Between the two of them they were able to destroy practically everything inside the apartment. From the furniture to the pictures on the wall, it didn't matter to them what got ruined during their fight. The amount of noise from their fighting didn't even deter them in the least.

Chris smashed his head against Wesker's, which the blonde rebutted by kneeing Chris in the stomach causing him to groan and double over in pain. Without hesitation, Wesker grabbed Chris by the throat and slammed him against a wall. Breathing heavily, the tyrant glared at Chris with his cat-like eyes flashing in the dim lighting of the room. Chris scowled at the older man pinning him against the wall, before spitting in the blonde's face. Wesker sneered in disgust as he wiped his face with the hand that wasn't pinning Chris to the wall.

"I don't know what your problem is," Wesker growled. "But if you're going to continue to throw a tantrum over petty things, then you can go spread your legs for someone else and be their whore, Christopher."

Chris' lips curved into a thin, bitter smile. "I hate to break this to you, Wesker, but I am only a whore for you and you alone. But let me tell you something, baby. You love me for everything that you hate me for."

They stared each other in the eye for a moment longer, before their lips collided together and Wesker loosened his tight hold on Chris' throat and began to rub against the brunette's trachea. Chris knew why Wesker didn't release his hold completely from his throat. It was because it gave the tyrant a sense of dominance, control over Chris. Chris gripped Wesker's black long sleeve shirt, trying to pull the tyrant's body closer to his if that was possible. Sliding his tongue against the blonde's bottom lip, Chris tried unsuccessfully to get Wesker to open his mouth and allow him in to explore. But as per usual Wesker denied Chris his request. Not one to give up without a fight, Chris decided to try a different tactic. Chris bit down on Wesker's bottom lip hard, but not hard enough to draw blood since the brunette didn't want to see if Wesker's virus could be passed on that way. Wesker only smirked and blatantly kept his lips sealed together. The blonde continued to torture his ex-subordinate for a couple minutes longer, before he decided to deepen the kiss.