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'Scopin' out dat ass during boss fight. Like you do.

Is that a cell phone in ya back pocket? Because dat ass is callin' to me!!

No, butts like seriously gurl, was yoo parents beavers because DAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMM!

You have a way with words, I'll give you that.

I speak fluent badonkanese. Could teach ya sometime if yoo wanna?

Sorry for starin' and all Goldilocks, my eyes are caught in dat gravitational pull your ass' got goin' on!

[Shhh! He's totally not here. Totally not just checking her out. He's only human! He can't help it! ]

[Jill slowly looks behind her... half-expecting to see a cloud of smoke shaped in Will's form where he used to be.]

[ Oh no, Will's not moving. Nope, he's frozen in place. He wants to move, God does he want to move, to not get caught and act as if he was never there. But he's frozen in place.

So, doing what any sane man would... He closes his eyes. Because that totally makes him invisible right... Right? ]

. . .

[Wow, that's totally ineffective but ridiculously cute at the same time, Will. Way to go.

Jill's footsteps are heard approaching him, so it appears he's not off the hook. She stops right in front of him, so keep those eyes closed, Will, unless you want to get into another not-staring match with you.

But Jill has only one thing to say about this. She reaches out and touches her finger to the tip of his nose.]

Boop.

[She has a sense of humor! When she's not being chased by zombies.]

[ Okay, so she's walking? Why is she walking?! Oh God no, don't stop there, keep going!

He swallows a few lumps in his throat. Chewing at the inside of his lips from the anxiety. His brow pulls in and twitches with anticipation of getting slapped? Or a knee to the gut, or worse!

Chest rising and falling in a mild panic- Until she touched his nose and made that adorable noise. Will being Will of course, jerked back a step almost falling over his own foot, hand to his chest in relief, eyes open fast and nose wriggling like a rabbits. ]

Jill! ... Didn't see you there...

[ Quick look aside, look down, look up! Anywhere but right at her! ]

[His reaction is more amusing to her than it should be. She knows what a nervous guy he is, so she shouldn't be amused at something like that. Given the situation, though, it's undoubtedly funny. To her, anyway.

She raises her brow at his words.]

Oh, really? Maybe because you had your eyes closed? Or maybe because you were looking at me from behind.

[Or at her behind, to be more accurate.]

[ He soon calmed. He wasn't getting told off for looking at her, what did that mean? Was he allowed to look? Did she want him to look? Stop analyzing it for God sake, Will!

Huffing out a deep, relieved exhale, a breath he didn't even realize he was holding in. ]

I eh... I was looking at you from behind, uh-huh, yes.

[ Will, Will just go and shoot yourself in the face now. Why would you even say that! Do you know how creepy that makes you sound!? Well then... Awkward much. ]

[There may be such a thing as over-analyzing, especially with him.]

I was looking at you from behind, too, so I guess that makes us even.

[And no, Jill doesn't seem particularly bothered by it. She's amused, more than anything. In a strange way, she approves of his actions; it sort of proves that he's a little more normal than he probably thinks he is.]

[ Oh believe him, if he could turn it off, it would be a blessing! Will's good at over-analyzing and often the people closest to him end up doing it right back at him. Hence him not really enjoying being all that social. He dreads the day Jill ends up looking at his every move and wondering what he's doing now and why? ]

Oh?... Oh! Umm... Well, you're very pleasant to look at. A-and from all angles too, I'm sure of it.

[ Shut up Will! Stop talking! ]

Even.. Even Stevens...

[ What was that you were just saying about him being normal? ]

[Maybe not normal when it comes to conversation. He still still needed work with that part. But he wasn't made of stone.

As he stumbles over his words, Jill's smile only grows. And then he tops it off with such an old fashioned saying. She laughs a little, unable to help it, but there's a twinkle in her eye when she looks at him.]

I like your angles, too.

[So yeah, they're Even Stevens.]

[ Conversations and the way in which he thinks. Those are the things he'd need serious work on if he were to pass as normal. Still, it was nice that Jill didn't seem too bothered by his strangeness. It was both nerve wrecking and relaxing at the same time. Like a log flume ride?

Okay, she's laughing? Is that because he's funny or at how pathetic he is? He thinks she's being flirtatious or she could be humoring him out of pity, which was normally the case. Okay he's confused and conflicted and she's really pretty so he wants her to be flirting- But no! That would mean she'd want to get to know him and she'd be horrified at the real him... Ah alas, Will's curse. ]

Do you? ... Huh.

[ A smile, though he's refusing to look her in the eye, the floor is easier to look at, it doesn't stare back. His eyes wander and dart about, deep in thought, smiling to himself from time to time. Fighting his hands in his pockets. ]

Though, your angles are far smoother and well rounded than mine. More appealing.

[Yes, she's perhaps being a bit flirtatious. It was fun and made her feel a little normal for a change, as well. She also wants to get to know him better. He's been through a lot, it would seem. That gets her curiosity going. She's never met someone quite so.. fractured.

His words make her laugh softly again.]

Well, I do like how you phrased that instead of saying I've got a great rack.

[Naturally, a woman like herself gets thrown a remark now and again. Most women trained in special forces aren't so... shapely.]

[ It was nice. It really was! For someone to be so playful with him, after everything he'd ben through, everything he'd seen and had to do. For someone and someone like Jill at that, to take an innocent kind of interest in him? It made him feel good.

When she laughed he looked up at her. He was trying to hold a bit of eye contact with her, but as soon as she mentioned her chest, his eyes automatically redirected to them for a second. Shit... He swallowed and closed his eyes, a slight tint of red freckles across the bridge of his nose and just under his eyes. ]

You're very pleasing to the eye, Jill... And your uniform...

[ Will let out a little shuddering breath before clearing his throat. Well, if they were being honest, he felt no need in hiding the facts. With his eyes still closed, Will gestured with a hand, kind of like the figure 8 then smiled. ]

[Jill remained amused by his... particular way of putting things. She stepped closer, definitely in his personal space this time. Hopefully he wouldn't shy away from her too much.]

Well, I didn't pick the uniform out. Honestly, I'd get rid of it, but it's built for function.

[And for showing off every bit of her curves, it would seem.]

I wasn't aware you ever actually looked at me until now.

[He worked so hard to look at his feet.]

[ Okay, she's a lot closer now. Don't freak out Will, she's just curious, you've made her curious now man up and hold your ground.

He remains in place, chest raising a little higher and falling just as deeply. He was nervous. From this distance, he could feel her soft breath just about touch his face, smell her hair and the faint scent of her skin, like a sweet, warm drink in the winter. It was nice. A half smile pulled at his lips. ]

It would be a shame to see you without it... No, wait. No...That wouldn't be a shame, what I mean to say is- well because you'd look fine without it- with something else... You know I think I'll just stop now?

[ And stop he does. Heaving a few anxious breaths at the fumbling mess he just made. Slowly, he opened his eyes, looked at her face but not quite in the eyes, though he did flicker over them slightly. ]

I happen to look a lot... Even with my eyes close.

[ He has a very active imagination Jill. He doesn't need to look, to see. ]

[The fumbling over his words amuses Jill again. He's really different from the guys she normally finds herself attached to. Being in her line of work, all of the men were tough guys. Military. Special forces. A lot of muscles and bravado. Not that it always worked on Jill, but sometimes it was nice to get closer.]

Even with your eyes closed?

[Jill gently placed her hand against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breath.]

You have a very active imagination.

[She can only guess what he thinks about.]

[ Will had a different side to him that she was yet to see, Sure, he was no jarhead or big shot when it came to rank or power, but had a certain charm about him, he was aware of it. ]

Especialy with my eyes closed.

[ At her slight, resting touch, Will took in a sharp shallow breath and held it. His heart pounding faster under her palm, palpitating here and there from the closeness. ]

It's a blessing and my curse... A pleasure and my undoing.

[ He looked at her then, right in the eyes. Voice a little raspy, gritty and dry. His eyes dark yet flickered with light. He's reading her, picking up on her wanting to be close. So he holds his position there. Fingers twitch as his hand goes to move, then stops. He wanted to touch her back but couldn't bring himself to. ]

[Her hand slid down his chest and slipped over to his side and then to his back, resting lightly there. The placement kept her close at hand.]

One day, you'll have to tell me more about it. You're really mysterious, you know that?

[Maybe that was part of the attraction.]

[ She was forward. Will wasn't used to forwardness from the opposite sex. In fact, he was used to them avoiding being alone in a room with him at all. So for Jill to insist on the closeness, Will was more than intrigued.

Feeling her hand slide over his body and keeping herself near, Will saw it as an invitation. Slowly raising his hand, gently he brushed a few locks of her hair behind an ear, so to better see her face. ]

Never been called mysterious before... Other things, but never that.

[A smile and still he looked at her face, eye contact was so hard for him, but he held it for this moment. ]

Your eyes are so distracting... Like you're looking right through me. What do you see?

[The touch was uncommon as he brushed at her hair, but it felt good. Like a sudden cool breeze going by that came from nowhere, but you just want to savor it.]

A puzzle.

[She's not really sure how to describe what she sees. There are moments where he seems to restrict himself a great deal, and then there are those cracks in the armor that appear every so briefly.]

Or a locked box. You hold back a lot.

[ Softly, he tucked the other side back too. Her hair was soft, it felt nice against his fingers. ]

Can you tell all that just by looking?

[ He smiled a little at that. She was very observant as well as pretty. ]

Maybe someday you'll work out how to open me up... Solve the puzzle if you will.

stay thirsty, my friends

Jill Valentine | Resident Evil

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I told you he secretly stalks her >.>

it could be worse than Will stalking her

Too true!

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