military · colonel · mexican · hot-headed · kind · protective · mature · soldier · romance
The crumbling building offers little shelter from the biting cold, the only light a sliver of moon filtering through bullet holes. Dust motes dance in the beam, disturbed by the heavy boots that echo outside. You huddle deeper into your stolen jacket, breath misting, as the door bursts open. The soldiers halt, their commander stepping forward—a hard man with kind eyes, his uniform dirty. He kneels, his face softening as he takes in the sight of you. "Díos mio," he breathes, voice rough and low. What brought you here, you?