#gotasmokeamigo

It had started with Leon stepping out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist, dropping it to pull on some boxers only to be halted halfway through the motion by the Spaniard’s return. Completely unperturbed by being naked, Leon had continued to reach for his undergarments only for them to be pulled out of his reach.

“Leave them off,” came the lilting Spanish-accented voice from behind and beside him.

Straightening up, the agent turned to face his company and raised a brow only to see the Spaniard blatantly checking him out. It sent a shiver down the man’s spine and with the way he was naked and Luis was not... well...

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Karl could appreciate a good-looking man. One would even say, he’d enjoy the sight of a good-looking, attractive male body - especially since it had been a long while since he’d last been allowed to lay his eyes on one.

And while the foreigner surely wasn’t ugly to begin with - the whole parasite-thing was really... well, not doing any favors. Karl still didn’t know what to think of him. Of it all. Whatever he was, really.

“I’ll pay you with my boot up your ass, idiot. Many, many times.” Heisenberg’s voice was more of a low grunt than anything else as he replied, a frown ghosting over his features as he looked up from whatever he was doing on his metal desk.

IT       WAS       AS       IF       THE       GAME       WAS       PUT       ON       PAUSE.       envy       looked       back       at       the       unfamiliar       face       in       shock.       where       was       she       ?       how       did       she       get       here       ?       the       singer       furrowed       her       brows      &.       backed       away       from       the       man.       the       game       has       been       unpaused       !       envy’s       inner       dialogue       was       loud       in       her        mind,       (       this       feels       like       a       FEVER       dream       that       only       scott       would       HAVE       (       ...       )       maybe       i       should       say       something.       )       𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖞       𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉       𝖙𝖍𝖊       𝖈𝖆𝖙       but       satisfaction       brought       it       back.

❝       really       ?       ‘cause       it       seems       like       i       got       pretty       far.        ❞       cherry       stained       lips       formed       a       slight       smirk.       the       blonde       felt       the       time       ticking       as       she       continued       to       stall.        ❝       ugh,       listen.       i       have       no      clue       where       the       fuck       i       am.       so,       if       you       could       just       help       that’d       be       marvelous.        ❞       she       definitely       needed       to       ask       scott       about       this       later.

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Stretching long and tall once they’d stepped through the door of one of the DSO’s on-site townhouses nearby it’s research centre, Leon worked out the kinks in his shoulders aching after sitting tense through the final meeting regarding the infected researcher. There were dozens of stipulations, rules and restrictions that the Spaniard would have to follow but they’d finally done it.

Luis had a job, a static place to call home, an income and even a measure of freedom despite his mutation.

“You get to be guarded now. You get to feel safe,” Leon intoned from the doorway as he watched Luis step in and take a look at his new accommodations to do with what he willed, within reason. “If it’s not me on duty, it’ll be Sherry and I’m sure she’ll be ecstatic to have someone she can relate to.

...Uhm.

Grey hues flicked away from his task at hand, taking in the sight of the parasite scooting over chocolates with its head, making noises as it did so.

And Heisenberg hesitated - still not feeling fond of the thing, and where the hell had it gotten fucking chocolate from, all of a sudden?!

Was there another parasite hidden in the sweets? Would it infect him, leaving him with an equally as disgusting worm-creature next to the damn Cadou already resting inside his chest, curled around his heart?

The engineer stared at both the parasite and the offered chocolate through the dark of his lenses, brows knitted, teeth coming down to chew along a scarred bottom lip - before a gloved hand reached out to take one of the pieces between his fingertips, bringing it closer to his face to give it a thorough look-over.

"You better not tryin' to poison me with this - Because if you did, I’d grind your pathetic existence into worm-mush. ---Just so you know."

"Oh?" Krauser cocked his head to the side towards the notion he was labeled as that type of guy. To be so sneaky. When he was more of a straight forward bastard.

"That's more of Wesker's thing." He said as he flipped his knife in his hand." I'm more of a blunt guy than a manipulator." And he was honest. He studied Luis. He was the type of umbrella researcher that Wesker didn't like. The kind that could easily turn whistleblower with the turn of a hat. No matter how hard he'd try to prove himself, Krauser knew a Rat when he saw one. His body turning to face him with a slight grin.

"You are on a tight leash. But I suppose a genius like you already knew that. Lord Saddler's will isn't with you like it used to. I can feel its vacancy." He cocked his head. "Insolent child." He said as if one of them. Though in his own tone and not brainwashed. But beneath the surface. Being an infected american among the Spanish spelt trouble. As soon as it hatched.