10 Drabbles. Birkin/Wesker
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+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,343
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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10 Drabbles. Birkin/Wesker
10 Resident Evil yaoi drabbles.
Wesker x Brikin
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them
Wesker x Birkin some mentions of Annette… ( hate that woman )
He was sure of it that she knew…that she knew that a she was going to call them out on it. He shook his head he loathed the woman. He wondered how she figured them out…how she found out that he and Albert were more then just lab partners. He bit his lips after he kissed her blood had a better taste then her lip gloss. He wanted nothing to do with her. Quickly he moved away from the woman to get to the Lab he had to talk with Albert he had too let him know.
His eyes when wide when he saw the other man his mouth going dry, he never could think clearly around the other man. Maybe it was just fated that he would never be able to function right around him. He had never believed in love at first sight but what they had wasn’t love, things like them didn’t love it was primal lust and understanding. “Albert…Annette she knows.” He whispered.
“Well it was bound to happen as careful as we’ve been she has a sharp mind…” The icy man just smirked. –‘Nasty little thoughts’—Stroke Nine. 4.05 minutes.
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Anger so much choked the air around them but that was to be expected, they hadn’t seen each other ever since the wedding. What a joke that was. William set his jaw and grabbed the other man’s shoulder. H didn’t even have time to try to block the fist that crashed into his cheek. He staggered away from Wesker. “Please Albert hear me out!” He cried out trying to ignore his throbbing cheek and bloodied lip.
No words left the other man. Anger burned through him melting the icy cool he was known for. Albert Wesker was through with trying to listen to the other. And he slammed the smaller man against the wall. Maybe with enough pain the mere sight of William wouldn’t cause so much agony.
“Please…its not what you think. I need you”—‘Faint’—Linkin Park. 2.42
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They moved down the halls not really looking that the horrors that lined the clear enclosures the things that had once been human. Blue eyes met eyes hidden behind dark shads. William smirked a little he knew they were a lone. And he reached up pulling way that obscuring glasses. It was a pity that Albert always hid his eyes they were a sharp ice blue that always stole his breath away.
He could get lost in those icy depths they were what he assumed heaven if such a thing existed must be like. All around them the creatures the mutations chittered and screamed some in agony that came from just breathing. They were totally deaf to the plight of the pathetic things. William smirked pulling the other into a kiss what did it matter they were alone with monsters, their own kind, and this moment was theirs.—‘Invisible Wounds’—Fear Factory 3.37
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He was crazy he knew it and it was her fault that rotten girl. Every one loved Alexia…Alexia, Alexia….He screamed wordless.
“William.”
He didn’t even hear the voice of Albert.
“William.”
She made him blind with rage and he whipped the file he’d been reading across the room into the mass of glass containers that were thankfully empty.
“William.”
He froze when strong arms wrapped around him and he could feel the bite of a needle. He tipped his head back his eye filled with questioning that eased into understanding. It was only Albert…—‘Meds’—Placebo 2.57
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The night was one that held a touch of ill ease he couldn’t place a finger on it but he tried to shrug it off as he pressed his cheek to the others back breathing in the sharp clean smell of the other. If it were possible he thought he could get drunk off that smell.
“William I need you to do something for me.” To any one else the voice would have sounded toneless.
He chewed on his lip sliding around his lover to meet his eyes. And he reached up to touch underneath the blue topaz eyes. “What is it?” He’d do anything for the other sell his soul if he was asked.
A long pause the other still as death, “I need you to make a virus.”
William pulled away wrapping his arms around himself. He knew better then to hope this was just a whim, Albert wasn’t that kind of man. He looked away his eyes sliding to the window as the sky tore open and for a second they were bathed in the light of wrathful heaven. “And if I said no?” –‘Handful of Rain.’ –Savatage 4.59
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He was chilled from the rain but he wrapped his arms around Albert’s shoulders. All they had done was falling apart around them he could see it. Just as he was on the cusp of finishing the G-virus a ghost had to come back to life. “If that really is him.” He nuzzled into the other. William wasn’t a brave man but he could do anything so he thought if he was with Albert.
“It won’t matter; it will be taken care of once more.” Albert was growing positively tired of all traces of paranoia that were growing more apparent within his partner. Maybe he had misjudged the man.
William nodded his head slowly and shifted around to the others front to look up into hidden eyes. “I have it for you what you wanted please, please think this over?” He begged pulling him down into a kiss. He needed only a little more time to finish his work and then, then they could leave Umbrella and all the plots and lies behind everything would be all right. Mentally he frowned. Albert’s lips were so cold, maybe he was just imagining things. “Albert?”
“It’s all right, everything is going according to plan.”—‘So Cold’ Breaking Benjamin 4.28
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He hated functions, he loved seeing Albert at them he was always stunning so hand some so perfect. But he wasn’t the only one looking. He knew the others did and how he wanted to kill them all the bubbly socialite women and some of the men with their open smiles and all too friendly hands. He wondered if any of them had worthy genetics for his experiments. His eyes narrowed. As he pushed his way into one of the crowds making one of the simpering hyena girls spill her drink all over a dress that probably cost enough to feed a family of four for a month. “Oh so sorry, I didn’t see you.” William said softly smiling with all his charm to her. “Albert I believe we have some matters to discuss?”—‘Next Contestant’—Nickel Back. 3.35
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He was lost in the other he would break his body to peaces if Albert just asked. And he loathed it. His blue eyes fell and he looked into the glass of whine in his hands. He should never have done what he did to the man. He doubted that Albert would ever speak to him again. William wondered if this was what people excommunicated from the church felt like.
“William? Come to bed.” Annette’s voice was a dove’s coo.
“Maybe later.” William sighed he just had to get away from the woman. He slipped out the door and cursed his luck it always rained, always. A block from his house he paused.
“No umbrella William?”
The voice! He was sure it was Albert’s. When he picked his head up to look around he was alone in the rainy night. –‘Losing my religion’ R.E.M. 4.29
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William was giddy as he plastered himself against his lover. He looked over his shoulder to see to know that no one was around. His eyes were glazed with the light of pure victory. “She’s dead.” He whispered pressing hungry and desperate lips to Albert’s neck not at all caring if he left a mark. “It was an accident they say, pity I couldn’t get pictures.”
Albert Wesker’s eyebrows rose into his hair line. He had known of the hate that William had for Alexia. It wasn’t something the man ever hid. But the passionate nuzzles and whispers of dark promises of pleasure that William kept whispering into his ear while he was trying to work were quite distracting. “William…”— ‘Strawberry Gashes All Over.’ Jack Off Jill
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Albert watched William and he smirked it was petty yes but he was enjoying seeing the hell the other man was going though. He was looking worn out and he twitched every time the phone rang. It looked like the man was suffering horribly in his state of marital bliss. “Sweet William you and the wife fighting all ready?” He asked he knew the other could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
“Fuck off.” Birkin snarled throwing one of the paperweights on his desk at the other researcher’s head.
“And you used to be such a nice boy.” Albert chuckled catching it. His eyes narrowed an unsaid you used to be mine hung in the air. –‘Right Now’ SR71
Wesker x Brikin
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them
Wesker x Birkin some mentions of Annette… ( hate that woman )
He was sure of it that she knew…that she knew that a she was going to call them out on it. He shook his head he loathed the woman. He wondered how she figured them out…how she found out that he and Albert were more then just lab partners. He bit his lips after he kissed her blood had a better taste then her lip gloss. He wanted nothing to do with her. Quickly he moved away from the woman to get to the Lab he had to talk with Albert he had too let him know.
His eyes when wide when he saw the other man his mouth going dry, he never could think clearly around the other man. Maybe it was just fated that he would never be able to function right around him. He had never believed in love at first sight but what they had wasn’t love, things like them didn’t love it was primal lust and understanding. “Albert…Annette she knows.” He whispered.
“Well it was bound to happen as careful as we’ve been she has a sharp mind…” The icy man just smirked. –‘Nasty little thoughts’—Stroke Nine. 4.05 minutes.
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Anger so much choked the air around them but that was to be expected, they hadn’t seen each other ever since the wedding. What a joke that was. William set his jaw and grabbed the other man’s shoulder. H didn’t even have time to try to block the fist that crashed into his cheek. He staggered away from Wesker. “Please Albert hear me out!” He cried out trying to ignore his throbbing cheek and bloodied lip.
No words left the other man. Anger burned through him melting the icy cool he was known for. Albert Wesker was through with trying to listen to the other. And he slammed the smaller man against the wall. Maybe with enough pain the mere sight of William wouldn’t cause so much agony.
“Please…its not what you think. I need you”—‘Faint’—Linkin Park. 2.42
********************************
They moved down the halls not really looking that the horrors that lined the clear enclosures the things that had once been human. Blue eyes met eyes hidden behind dark shads. William smirked a little he knew they were a lone. And he reached up pulling way that obscuring glasses. It was a pity that Albert always hid his eyes they were a sharp ice blue that always stole his breath away.
He could get lost in those icy depths they were what he assumed heaven if such a thing existed must be like. All around them the creatures the mutations chittered and screamed some in agony that came from just breathing. They were totally deaf to the plight of the pathetic things. William smirked pulling the other into a kiss what did it matter they were alone with monsters, their own kind, and this moment was theirs.—‘Invisible Wounds’—Fear Factory 3.37
*******************************
He was crazy he knew it and it was her fault that rotten girl. Every one loved Alexia…Alexia, Alexia….He screamed wordless.
“William.”
He didn’t even hear the voice of Albert.
“William.”
She made him blind with rage and he whipped the file he’d been reading across the room into the mass of glass containers that were thankfully empty.
“William.”
He froze when strong arms wrapped around him and he could feel the bite of a needle. He tipped his head back his eye filled with questioning that eased into understanding. It was only Albert…—‘Meds’—Placebo 2.57
*************
The night was one that held a touch of ill ease he couldn’t place a finger on it but he tried to shrug it off as he pressed his cheek to the others back breathing in the sharp clean smell of the other. If it were possible he thought he could get drunk off that smell.
“William I need you to do something for me.” To any one else the voice would have sounded toneless.
He chewed on his lip sliding around his lover to meet his eyes. And he reached up to touch underneath the blue topaz eyes. “What is it?” He’d do anything for the other sell his soul if he was asked.
A long pause the other still as death, “I need you to make a virus.”
William pulled away wrapping his arms around himself. He knew better then to hope this was just a whim, Albert wasn’t that kind of man. He looked away his eyes sliding to the window as the sky tore open and for a second they were bathed in the light of wrathful heaven. “And if I said no?” –‘Handful of Rain.’ –Savatage 4.59
******************
He was chilled from the rain but he wrapped his arms around Albert’s shoulders. All they had done was falling apart around them he could see it. Just as he was on the cusp of finishing the G-virus a ghost had to come back to life. “If that really is him.” He nuzzled into the other. William wasn’t a brave man but he could do anything so he thought if he was with Albert.
“It won’t matter; it will be taken care of once more.” Albert was growing positively tired of all traces of paranoia that were growing more apparent within his partner. Maybe he had misjudged the man.
William nodded his head slowly and shifted around to the others front to look up into hidden eyes. “I have it for you what you wanted please, please think this over?” He begged pulling him down into a kiss. He needed only a little more time to finish his work and then, then they could leave Umbrella and all the plots and lies behind everything would be all right. Mentally he frowned. Albert’s lips were so cold, maybe he was just imagining things. “Albert?”
“It’s all right, everything is going according to plan.”—‘So Cold’ Breaking Benjamin 4.28
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He hated functions, he loved seeing Albert at them he was always stunning so hand some so perfect. But he wasn’t the only one looking. He knew the others did and how he wanted to kill them all the bubbly socialite women and some of the men with their open smiles and all too friendly hands. He wondered if any of them had worthy genetics for his experiments. His eyes narrowed. As he pushed his way into one of the crowds making one of the simpering hyena girls spill her drink all over a dress that probably cost enough to feed a family of four for a month. “Oh so sorry, I didn’t see you.” William said softly smiling with all his charm to her. “Albert I believe we have some matters to discuss?”—‘Next Contestant’—Nickel Back. 3.35
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He was lost in the other he would break his body to peaces if Albert just asked. And he loathed it. His blue eyes fell and he looked into the glass of whine in his hands. He should never have done what he did to the man. He doubted that Albert would ever speak to him again. William wondered if this was what people excommunicated from the church felt like.
“William? Come to bed.” Annette’s voice was a dove’s coo.
“Maybe later.” William sighed he just had to get away from the woman. He slipped out the door and cursed his luck it always rained, always. A block from his house he paused.
“No umbrella William?”
The voice! He was sure it was Albert’s. When he picked his head up to look around he was alone in the rainy night. –‘Losing my religion’ R.E.M. 4.29
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William was giddy as he plastered himself against his lover. He looked over his shoulder to see to know that no one was around. His eyes were glazed with the light of pure victory. “She’s dead.” He whispered pressing hungry and desperate lips to Albert’s neck not at all caring if he left a mark. “It was an accident they say, pity I couldn’t get pictures.”
Albert Wesker’s eyebrows rose into his hair line. He had known of the hate that William had for Alexia. It wasn’t something the man ever hid. But the passionate nuzzles and whispers of dark promises of pleasure that William kept whispering into his ear while he was trying to work were quite distracting. “William…”— ‘Strawberry Gashes All Over.’ Jack Off Jill
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Albert watched William and he smirked it was petty yes but he was enjoying seeing the hell the other man was going though. He was looking worn out and he twitched every time the phone rang. It looked like the man was suffering horribly in his state of marital bliss. “Sweet William you and the wife fighting all ready?” He asked he knew the other could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
“Fuck off.” Birkin snarled throwing one of the paperweights on his desk at the other researcher’s head.
“And you used to be such a nice boy.” Albert chuckled catching it. His eyes narrowed an unsaid you used to be mine hung in the air. –‘Right Now’ SR71