When the Resident Evil boys see you crying
"This is my first time writing fanfiction, and English is not my native language."
Leon approaches quietly, taking a seat beside you without rushing to ask questions. He offers you a handkerchief with a gentle hand, then softly asks, "What happened? If you want to talk about it." His voice is warm and calm. If youâre not ready to speak, he simply stays there in silence, eventually wrapping an arm around your shoulders and murmuring, "Itâs okay. Iâm right here."
Wesker stops whatever heâs doing, his eyes hidden behind dark shades as he regards you. "Interesting...what happened to my dearheart?" He steps closer, brushing your tears away with his thumb before pulling you into a strong yet strangely warm embrace. His voice drops to a whisper against your ear "Tell meâŠwho did this to you?"
He approaches with clear worry etched across his face. "Hey, what happened?" Without hesitation, he pulls you into a tight hug, rubbing your back gently. "Itâs okay to cry. Iâm right here." And if someone hurt you, heâll ask if you want him to teach them a lesson.
Carlos Oliveira
The moment Carlos sees you crying, he rushes over. "Hey! Whatâs going on?" He kneels in front of you, cupping your face in both hands with tender concern. "Who made you cry? Tell me." His embrace is fierce, his hand stroking your hair as he murmurs, "Itâs okay now. Iâm here." He wonât let you go until he sees you smile again.
Jake freezes for a moment, then approaches awkwardly. "Uh⊠what happened?" Comforting people isnât his strong suit, but he tries anyway. He is sitting beside you, maybe giving your head a light, hesitant pat. "Hey, donât cry. Thatâs not like you. If somethingâs wrong, tell me. Iâll handle it. Just say the word." And Jakeâs ready to throw hands with whoever made you cry.
Piers immediately comes to help, kneeling in front of you and taking your hands gently in his own. "What happened? How can I help?" His voice is full of concern. If you canât speak, he gives you a soft hug and says, "Whatever it is, weâll get through it together."
Ethan comes over quickly, his worry written all over his face. "Honey, whatâs wrong?" He pulls you into a warm hug, rubbing your back slowly. Patient and understanding, he listens if you want to talk or holds you in silence. "I love you" he whispers. "Everythingâs going to be okay."
Luis approaches with concern but tries to lighten the mood. "Ay, mi amor, ÂżquĂ© pasa? (Oh, my love, what's wrong?)" He cups your cheek softly, brushing away tears with his thumb. If his teasing fails to make you smile, he holds you close. "EstĂĄ bien llorar, mi vida. Iâm right here."
At first, Krauserâs tone is sharp. "What happened? Who made you cry?" The thought of someone hurting you fuels his anger. But when your tears keep falling, his demeanor softens. He wraps his strong arms around you. "Itâs okay. Iâll protect you." he says, his voice quiet now, almost gentle.
Heisenberg stops working immediately, turning to you with a serious expression. "Well, well⊠what happened to my little rabbit?" With confident steps, he tilts your chin up with one finger. "A pretty face like this doesnât suit tears." His hug is rough but warm. "Tell me...who did this to you?"
Billy approaches quietly, his steps careful. He knows what pain feels like. "What happened?" His voice is low and understanding. He sits beside you without pressing, waiting until youâre ready to talk. "I know life can get heavy sometime, but youâre not alone." When youâre ready, he gives you a slow, steady hug.